During Riachi's whole small rant, Syn simply stared at him. As he finished, owever, a small grin appeared on Syn's face and he sheathed his knife again. "Allright, let me tell you a story, and i swear to Harbinger if you interrupt me i will... You know what, nevermind, just listen. So picture two young avian brothers on a bench, right, just sitting there, relaxing, having some fun, what brothers do, ya know? So suddenly, this guy carrying a bag comes sprinting past them and gets tackled by a lycan right in front of them. The older brother gets up from the bench, telling the younger one to sit down, and walk over to them. The lycan recovers from his fall, gets up and on top of this guy, and what do you know, he's wearing an SRT uniform. So this guy's about to attack this person, and its obvious they're not a good guy, right, but this lycan's about to slit their damn throat for stealing a bag. So the older brother walks up to him, tells him to slow down and that he's not thinking straight, the lycan tells him some bullshit like get out of my way and i know what i'm doing, so the brother approaches him, grabbing his arm and trying to prevent him from killing the thief, and the fucker gets up and goes wild on the older brother, slits his throat, brutally. As he falls to the floor, he changes, no longer an avian, now clearly a changeling, still writhing for a second before going limp." A tear fell from Syn's eye as he began choking up. "That was the last i ever saw of my brother. So yea, excuse me if i'm not gonna fucking walk in here with a fucking smile on my face and work together with the SRT, the faction that killed my GOD DAMN BROTHER!" Syn nearly screamed at Riachi, tears now rolling down his face.

Syn glared at Riachi, wiping most of the tears away with a single swipe. "I see where the fuck this is going. Yea, i killed the fuck like he deserved."