C2681 The Mutated Nat
"Nat, have you never experienced the viciousness of the Night Iron Fist?"
"Do you know what a Golden Lion Egg is?"
"Whether you want to grill it or steam it, you can choose to die!"
Beside the bed, Rollins was grabbing the feathers on Nat's chest as he cursed.
Nat tilted his head and looked at him blankly.
The corner of his mouth was still dripping with golden fluid