“...” Jaklo was entirely silent as his eyes narrowed and he began to growl after Azai finished talking.

He grabbed a boot from the shelves and chucked it at Azai’s head as he entered the portal shouting,

“My name’s not Jak damnit!”

The boot went through the portal only a second behind Azai, but appeared on the other side striking him in the head about ten seconds later. Jaklo grumbled and muttered about his name all the while tossing the other boot back and forth unsure if he wanted to throw it as well. One was good for now, so he dropped it and hoped Azai heard him.

Jaklo now properly pissed was ready to rip the head off whatever was messing with the weather. He headed through the opposite portal and met up with the combat team. He loaded Arcane Justice here with four Dragon’s Breath rounds. These weren’t standard issue either. Like all the rest of his gear Jaklo only used what he made. These were very similar to his hunter’s firebomb, and would easily melt through even enchanted ice at close range.

“Alright, the hunt is on and the plan is simple. We find it, we kill it, and then we all take a photo with the new trophy.”