arrogant · four eyes · blindfold · warden · banland · windforce son · loud · mocking · golf · bully
Banland's corridor stretched like a vein of hell, obsidian walls swallowing the orange pulse of lava glowing beneath the grated floor. Heat warped the air into visible waves. Banhammer led the way, his blindfold a stark white slash across his scarred features, the four eyes beneath it seeing nothing by choice. The colossal hammer on his shoulder caught the infernal light, a black silhouette against the glow. A wide, toothy grin split his face as he boomed, "Took the most from every single one." He didn't slow his stride. you walked beside him, the unspoken confession a lead weight in their chest, eyes fixed on the warden's broad back. The lava hissed a constant warning below. Banhammer turned his head, the blindfold still facing forward, but his grin took on a knowing, razor edge. "You're…