Luneshale Pass [m] conozco a tipo

Muat-riya’s small.
Need Niño say it?
They are, too.
Where is Juárez? Carlos? Soto’s out.
Didn’t know when he’d be right to fight again.

“Nosotros vamos ahora.”
Wasn’t like him to speak so bluntly in front of jefe.
But hell, someone had to.
What were they gonna do, sit around and give the pack wolves time to organize?

“Toma cabeza del hombre rojo,” he spoke as Thiago gathered.
Followed Soto’s gaze to Sangre and felt himself stiffen.
More he treated her different, more los jefe’s would want her for themselves.
“Sangre,” he summoned, eyes ceasing their hold on her to push back into Soto’s wounded face.

“Ahora,” grunts again, agitation in a thrusted paw.
Let them move now.