"DAMMIT! RESPOND! I KNOW YOU DIDN'T DIE BACK IN HELL! I KNOW IT! YOU WERE TOO STRONG OF A COMPANION TO HAVE DIED! come you son of a bitch! don't be dead!" tristan was getting slightly worried about teh fate of his former friend. "so, what happened to your arm?" tristan asked scar, trying not to think of his friends' fate