[Training] it all falls down

A M U N I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Amun couldn't actually spit on the ground, but he went through the motions anyway. Glaring at the Fae as she gave her response, he wound the chain around his wrist and gave it a little tug. Still, he didn't remove the anchor he'd made on the ground or the loops around her ankle. "I see," he muttered. For a moment, the skin around his eyes tightened and he gritted his teeth. Keeping his palm trained on her, his nostrils flared. "So. You're no good to me. The man I..." Voice trailing off, he swallowed. "And the Order is going to continue using the Greatwood as a staging ground or a safe haven, right on the doorstep of the Hollowed Ground. The one place where we're supposed to be safe."