Duskfire Glacier suuya

fight, kill, win. he didn't need to hear anymore, for him to make his decision. with a toothy grin, iosef gave a slight, approving nod. he would not follow a weak man. but faust was not a weak man, he could tell in the assuredness. the confidence when he spoke. 

he places a paw on the seal's head, now just covered in sinew, and presses his weight down. the bone splinters as a result. "iosef," he grunts. "i will kill with you. i will fight with you. together, we will win." a promise, a pledge.