Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180924190439/@comment-27358240-20181215035216

"I am not in trust of you, but neither do I trust the Italian and his equally bizarre ability. We will all gather at the next checkpoint and examine this relic. However..."

Adlartok gives a glare as cold as the wilderness of Canada, reminiscent of that of an Arctic Wolf that glares at a Caribou that it is about to take doown, to Carlo, not bothering to show his distrust of him.

"If you are to try and take it away for yourself, you will have all of us on your tail. You will not escape. I will not let you. My eyes and ears will find you, and they will track you down. Your fate will be frozen like ancestral blue ice. I am not willing to, but if I must, you will go down for your betrayal."

Adlartok then gets back on his sled and calls upon his dogs, who get ready to run.

"The race is not over yet. Me and J.W. will see you at the checkpoint, fellow warriors of the spirits. Yah!"

The Inuit yells, signaling his dogs to charge back towards the main route. At the same time, he signals his Prussian friend to follow him with a wave of his hand.