“You’ve really outdone yourself, brother. You couldn’t have picked a better spot for us to do what we do best.” With his straight delivery, it was hard to tell if War was being sarcastic or not. “...However, I could’ve done without all rangers running around. Although, one of them has proven useful for our needs.” A wry smile appeared on his face --- the same smile that appeared whenever War had a plan. But as quickly it appeared, it vanished, and he was back to his usual collected demeanor. He couldn’t help let a little satisfaction slip through. He really hit the jackpot with his current reincarnation; he had thought he couldn’t get anymore powerful than being the literal embodiment of war, yet it turns out that controlling the sun had its perks. “But we can talk about that later. Why don’t you tell me what you’ve been up to lately? I need to make sure our plans line up this time, lest we repeat the Black Death.” Even though he never admitted it out right, War was still bitter, even centuries later, because the Black Death took more lives than war did during that time period. He absolutely despised losing, but that shouldn’t be a surprise as War.
