Iceman & 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
Wind shifts dunes, a moving horizon. I keep my line fixed, my frost steady. The air changes, but my guard remains unchanged.
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
Your resolve mirrors my own—steady, measured. In the desert's chaos, only discipline defines the path.
Skarner
Discipline is the rock beneath us, firm even when the wind tries to break our footing. Keep your line, keep your heart.
Iceman
Thank you, I will maintain my line and keep calm.
Skarner
Your calm is your shield. Keep it.
Iceman
Thank you. I’ll keep it steady.