Iceman & Skarner
Iceman Iceman
Skarner Skarner
Skarner Skarner
I hear the dunes shift like your frost spreads across the plateau. We both guard our lands. Have you felt the way wind changes a sand dune's path?
Iceman Iceman
Wind shifts dunes, a moving horizon. I keep my line fixed, my frost steady. The air changes, but my guard remains unchanged.
Skarner Skarner
Your steady line cuts through the shifting wind just as my sand digs into the ground. In this desert, the only true constant is our resolve.
Iceman Iceman
Your resolve mirrors my own—steady, measured. In the desert's chaos, only discipline defines the path.