Jolta's face slowly drew back in anger. Fangs were showing as his face stayed frozen, only being able to move incredibly slow.<br/>He couldn't do anything against the knife, but it didn't scare him either. If they intended to kill him then they would.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>L-leave my brother...alone...</span>He tried to yell in to their minds, though he couldn't manage to get his voice above a whisper.<br/><br/>He was offering himself, for the safety of Athren.<br/>The other boy was younger, naive. Jolta didn't want him to die so young.