Frostbound

"You wouldn't think they were awesome if you had to fight them." Hal threw out.

Austin scoffed, "What do you mean? I'm the embodiment of their natural weakness." To illustrate his point, his skin began to glow and the snow around his feet began to steam and melt.

Gabriel, on one of the rare times he took his eyes off his present, shot down that idea, "That's assuming what we know about Vampires is true. Just because our folklore says they're weak to the sun doesn't mean they actually are."

Austin doubled down, "Even if that's true, I still don't see the issue. We've fought all kinds of random things, what's one more?"

"They're an unknown." Abigail cut it, "The only thing we know is from fiction, or what used to be fiction. What if they have mind powers? What if they can compel people? There's too much we don't know that supporting this idea is ludicrous."

She directed the last sentence toward me but I only shook my head. She knew my stance on that and it wasn't going to change.

"Just because I refuse to interfere doesn't mean I support it. It doesn't have to be one or the other." I said. When she made to rebut, I added, "I'm not getting into this with you again. We both know where the other stands."

Thankfully, she didn't push further even though I knew she wanted to.

"Connor," I said dragging the conversation back, "You say this Alchemist would be able to do it?"

Connor nodded, "If anyone can, it would be him." He then hesitated and thought momentarily, "You know, he's not that well-liked over at the Fort..."

"I wonder why," Abigail snorted.

Connor's insinuation was clear.