"He grins i know all about poisins and magic." with one flap of his wings the magic that was built up by Goldenscale was suppressed and the fluid that was in him came trickling out. "Besides he's my score not you two," in an instant he has frost by the throat, "either you let us go or he dies here. So move it!"
Frost coughs as the pressure is on his throat. he grabs a shard of glass with his tail to cut the enforcer, but instead the enforcer bite frost tail in two.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHh," Frost squirms in pain.
In the end i'm only human for that i regret nothing.
rps that im in This Place We Call Home, The Pack of The South, and The Begining to an End