(http://i.imgur.com/QMjzl.png)<br/>❝<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">T</span></strong>here is no such thing as a happy ending.<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">O</span></strong>nly a more dreadful tale takes its place. ❞<br/><br/>Apostle awoke as the craft landed just soon enough to see Sierra get up from her seat ready to leave the aircraft. With one hand he lifted the Dragon Slayer holstering it to his back the suit had a magnet like mechanism that would keep it in place since there was no sheath for a blade as large as this. The Swordsman exited the rather beaten craft to see the new area he was in. This was the far most barren place he had ever seen in his short existence. It could be truly claimed as a wasteland. The sheer idea that anything that could live in such a harsh environment be it animal or a human to whatever race or creed. Yet, things were always past peoples expectations so how could this be any different. His inner beast caught his attention since it had been silent since he had come into the craft with the women on he was to be partnered with. It was soon realized why it was like this.<br/><br/>Apostle turned his head to the direction the female knight was walking towards their leader her derriere caught his eye. Boldly staring down at it until she was near Faelyn. Wearing such clothing she alone was going to be a pain in the ass to avoid, let alone work with. The only thing he could think of was to activate his Berserker Armor once past a certain point and save him the tongue lashing if she caught him staring down the line. He did not know if she had eye on the back of her head, but as soon as he made the plan to do so she turned her attention to him.<strong>"What is there something you want to say to me or are you going to assume I am out to get you?"</strong>Turning away as he exhaled happy that she did not see him stare.<br/><br/>There was not much that bother him. The wet ground was one of many on the list that did not. Though at night it this place would be cold. '<em>And when that happens you'll want someone to warm your bed.'</em>His hellish inner beast spoke as he walked a few feet behind the rest.<em>'She must not have much shame if she wears such clothing. What will stop you from tearing it off of her? A Gemhel woman with a advanced armor? Ha don't you think it laughabe?!'</em>It ran past Apostle along side the Chewbra. Once again he could not bear that he was the only one that could see this. It eye'd her as prey, as a meal it wanted to eat up.<em>'Mmm I bet you she tastes wonderful.' </em>Its tail wagging as it stopped walking so it could be beside its host. Hopefully the black swordsman could restrain himself when the night came for them.