
Gage's eyes switched between the three Mist members. "And so, we come to the most important question..." he began. "..Which one of you wants to be the first to die?" His eyes shifted between them again, and then they stopped, landing on one of them. "Ahh, you..." he said, walking closer. "You look like the tastiest meal.. And I'm sure we'd still have plenty of food for the clan if you're all we manage to catch..." His glowing eyes never left Raja's as Gage came closer. "And now, let's be sure to get this straight," Gage said. "You wil be the only one saying your last words. And I'll be sure to tell your father what your final pathetic wish is," he said, in a deep and raspy voice. "And that's a promise. And I always keep my promises." He laughed a bit, then began circling the tiger. "Well? What are they then?" He walked closer again, his face now inches from Raja's. "Or would you prefer to die without a word about it? Either way is fine with me..." Gage smiled, and his sharp, jagged teeth showed.