Terrik's hunting eyes watched Sol-leks, the kill rising in him, the feel of battle breathing with him. His hands etched to ignite his blades and charge this man, this bastard who had surpassed him with such ease. Terrik's lips twitched with want, with desire. He shook his head, knowing that now wouldnt be the best time as he tearned to Thajkon, "Test? Do we pass....?"