War and Famine in the Green [Horsemen]

[Retane]

The namekian glanced at his companions. He wondered why Jack was here, and not on his mission. Had the Guardian really come all this way just to tell him that he understood that the namekian felt regret for killing him in Dante's Abyss, and thank Retane for killing him? Jack Frost truly didn't understand that the Emerald Warrior felt guilt for being the reason that the Guardian of Fun had killed. It was Retane that had given the Ice-Wielder the Malefactor to wear. Things could have been much different had Retane just kept the orgosynth to himself.

"Are you going to fight or have you already given up", The Grecian baited.

The namekain's visage showed a wicked grin as he swung the chained sickle in the direction of his foe. The spartan laughed and dodged it, letting the blade dig into the ground behind him. Atelos chose to charge again, his spear ready and aimed at the Emerald Warrior. Retane grinned and yanked the blade from the dirt. The Spartan was skilled and hopped over the retacting blade, but at the same time, thrusted the spear at the dark namekian. THe Emerald Warrior dodged it in turn and looked deep into the eyes of the Grecian.

"Are we done yet? I have other matters to attend to", The Leader of The Horsemen barked.

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Reatus had watched the spectale with his brother and looked down as Jack Frost had spoke. The namekian child felt guilt from it. The Spawn of Retane couldn't explain it, but he knew he was connected with the newcomer, known as Jack Frost.

Dante laid his hand on his brother's back and grinned, "It'll be okay. Father can explain it to us later, but what is our brother wearing?"

Reatus looked at Krosst, who wore a smile as he walked in their direction. Krosst was in a weird 'git-up', different from himself, Dante and their father.