[Mini Event] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

Kalt gave a smirk to Edrei at the feline that she brought with her. A bobcat. The assassin felt Kysma tense in the presence of the animal, as she still had a few scars from her last real encounter with one of them. He dismounted between the unicorn and the bobcat, patting her thick neck when she nuzzled his shoulder for reassurance.    He drew a slow breath and cast his gaze to the group towards the Spire. ”What’s a thousand past shitshow?” He asked with a wry grin. ”I had a bad feeling about this from the get go, kid. Don’t feel right to me.”    People continued to gather, many more Naturals than he had expected, but it wasn’t like it was an Oulander-only party, so he didn’t mention anything. What started getting under his skin was the bickering among the Naturals and Outlanders.    At any other time, Kalt would be totally game for a good fight. He would be the first to throw a punch or easily slip into a heated argument, but now? No... Now wasn’t the time to bitch and moan about what goals the people had and what who thought about who or any of that nonsense.    The assassin turned to the group with fierce eyes and let loose a piercing whistle. ”Now isn’t the fucking time to whine about whether the Outlanders think they’re better than the Naturals!” He shouted, brows drawn together and a disapproving glare in his crystalline blue eyes. ”Whatever you people may or may not believe or know about that creature or why the fuck the bubble is around this place doesn’t mean shit right now! There are four people out there risking their lives because they believe it’s the right thing to do for everyone. We might be witnessing their last moments in this wretched place, so have some fucking respect, or leave!”    Kalt huffed, glancing at Edy and turning his head up when Nathaniel asked if anyone could heal. The assassin raised his hand briefly to catch the other man’s attention. ”I’m a doctor,” Kalt answered, his voice much calmer than it had been a second ago. ”Got my supplies in the saddlebag.” Once again, he patted Kysma’s neck, then turned his eyes out to the fight that had begun. He wanted to call out to Ashe, but he kept quiet. The last thing she needed at that moment was a distraction. KALT Damned if you do; Bored if you don’t.