{SE} A place of grief

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah tilted his head again in slight confusion. "More of them? Do you foresee needing to dish out further revenge beyond your current targets?" His eyes had narrowed, going from playful to expressionless instantaneously. Was Mabel planning something big? Something that she foresaw would lead to the creation of a vast measure of enemies? Sah really didn't want to have to deal with a war, especially one started by a angsty teenager. "Whatever you plan on doing, tread carefully. If you create too many enemies, you'll run out of allies and find yourself vastly outnumbered and outmatched." The words were spoken both as a warning and a threat, but his body language remained non-threatening. He wasn't picking a fight, merely speaking from experience. Sah had seen people and creatures fall down that path before. Their ends were always rather gruesome. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie