The Treacherous Cliffs

Jellica listens in, to every word. "Toxica's Olmak, it is too valuable to trade, ignoring the fact that it is lost."

"And you're still guilty of treason. Although you won't be dead... yet... I guarantee you'll wish you were."

Karunax turns on Astrona.

"As I said, your sister will be allowed to live, but she will be imprisoned for the time being. Even so, like it or not she will still serve the Brotherhood with all of her being. And so will you, Astrona."

A hulking form, about the height of the tallest among them, appears in their midst.

"I see you are still foolishly warring against me, Charix."

Instinctively, Charix teleports parts of his shadowy antidermis to various locations throughout the region while also moving a size-able amount to the shadow zone. Externally, his shadowy form changes only slightly, becoming less dark and dense. 

Charix hardly seems to respond to Zurakia's arrival. A master at concealing his thoughts, an, in fact, surprised, and momentarily confused Charix, simply turns his head to gaze at Zurakia in a controlled, and slightly rigid manner. Charix wastes no time in responding before he has quite made sense of the situation. Automatically speaking in a clearly irritated, offended, and, above all, self-confident tone.

"The Brother-Hood will not suffer your opposition."  

"Ants do not need to worry themselves with the opposition of a boot," he replied dryly.

"And who is the boot in this case?" Swordsman asks.

"I see. Don't underestimate the ants however; you can crush an ant hill and kill a few, but many more will surface and avenge their comrades. There are even some ants that tear flesh off the bone with their bite."

A toa of shadow passes by, his sword by his side.

"This is a nice place!"

Jellica opens her mouth. "You will not be taking Makuta Toxica's Kanohi, not unless Lord Karunax decrees otherwise. Besides, isn't the point, if it's lost, you don't know where it is?"