"It's fine with me!" he said, chuckling. "Aslong as you don't get infront of my kinfe." he said, serious. "If any of you are mortaly wounded I'll be [i]exceptionally[/i] joyful to slit your thorat." he smiled and snickered mischeviously. He would do it, too. If any of them got close to death, and were just dragging them, he would probably slit thier throats. Zaen looked to the beast. He didn't know what the creature was, nor did he care. Just another throat.