The Ultimate Host

Cross and Orion making their way down the peak of The Northern Mountains back to the Junta Village, which was miles away meaning getting back will take some ours. Cross was confused. " Who the hell was that guy?" Orion sighed." Every since they left Shoujo's cabin he had been asking the same question and Orion kept ignoring him. Orion decided that he had enough. " Cross I know we are friends and all,but do me this favor." Cross raised his eyebrow. " What?" Shut the f.u.c.k up." You sound like a got damn broken record." Can't you just give your mouth and rest for once?!" Cross clenched his bottom jaw. He didn't like the way Orion was talking to him. Just as he was about to lung towards Orion, the ground started shaking. Suddnely a giant metal hand burst from underneath the hefty snow and grabbed Orion. Orion!" shouted Cross. Cross jumped into the hole in the snow, and nearly landed on some ice spikes. The giant hand that grabbed Orion belonged to a mecha that an Industrial Elven snow soldier who managed to escape the wrath of Blizzard. Orion managed to pry the metal hands from around his body and sighed. He wanted to rest.