Abel's voice softened at he stared up at his brother. He promptly dropped the black sword in his hand causing it to vanish. He then began to yell at him in Sumerian, now upset!
Cain crossed his arms, patiently listening to his brother bring up one excuse after another, stopping him to add a comment. He seemed no less upset, glancing sideways from to time to make sure no one is coming to attack them.
”Im not moving actually.”Tydera said flatly.”Im staying right behind you where I know I wont get frigging killed.” Able glared at her before grabbing Cain by the arm.
Cain tensed up. “Brother, don’t you dare hurt anyone while I’m standing here.” He gave the younger man a stern look.












