Altair's eyes grew instantly deeper as he stared at Ulfric in silence, serious and calm as if he was waiting for Ulfric to change his mind or as if he was scrutinizing Ulfric to see if he was joking.
"It is the responsibility of a werewolf." Altair's face didn't change as he frankly looked Ulfric straight in the eye and continued, "And it's my bottom line."
Ulfric didn't respond; his pupils suddenly turned into golden vertical pupils, and a terrifying pressure radiated from his body. A vague wolf howl echoed in the air!
However, Altair did not retreat. His eyes were firm and sharp as if they were able to penetrate Ulfric's pressure. He was not to be outdone but released his own pressure, a vampire-werewolf hybrid's cold and deep pressure full of murderous aura. Altair and Ulfric were in a stalemate again, gaming in silence.
"Remember who you are!" Ulfric finally spoke, his voice cold and majestic.