//Inspired by @yokuimmobylen’s art of Kodanth’s return to the JO and what Bronté’s reaction would be if he were present in his Changeling!Bronte AU.~
The flat of the blade hissed slightly as it grazed Kodanth’s carapace. Yellow eyes met blue and black ones as the two stared each other down. For a moment they were quiet before Kodanth spoke.
“You would stop me out of loyalty,” he said, more as a guess than an actual question.
The blue-eyed troll glanced up at the statue and then returned his gaze to the rust troll.
“I would stop you to prevent waste and casualty,” he stated, his words veiled a thin turkish accent from his Ottoman days. “The statue can be replaced. But I do not wish you to endanger our facility nor my fellow changelings who live and work here. A loose rocket can do much damage here in these tight quarters underground. If you must brandish the frustrations you hold with our leader, do so elsewhere—either with more open space or less damaging means...”