Redsand Canyon And all I want is a little hope

i won’t be like nemisis.

that was the least renard could have asked. how unfortunate that this was a high bar in the saints when it came around to leadership. they stood there and watched derg, watched him smile at them as though that was all he’d needed to do to solve the problem.

“so i’m supposed to take your word,” renard said flatly, pointedly enunciating each word as they spoke them. “i’ll need a little more than that. guess you’ll understand if i keep an eye out."

they were standing very close now. renard had come here for a purpose, even if derg was proving more level-headed than they’d expected. “you gave up fast in our last spar. that’s not an option for you now.”

a second passed. then, turning, renard’s jaws snapped open, aiming for the side of derg’s face.