Fabine stretches a bit. "Yep, that would be a fellow Brom Jayden!! Ooooo can you smell it yet? The blood?" He inhales. "I can. She will die today. And it will make this so much more fun being three on one! We have a much better chance of wiping her off the face of this earth!" He laughs wickedly and picks up the pace. "We'll circle around, keep her from retreating back to her camp." He nods, mostly talking to himself. "With the Rabins losing their precious leader, they will fall. AND I WILL RULE THIS PLACE!"