[He's not mad either, but...really what else are you going to do in the face of a bunch of possibly-killer snowmen but yell?]
[Of course, unless you get interrupted by certain half brothers.]
[Envy shoots Al a disgruntled look, pointing at the figure pressed to the glass. The face has become even more misshapen. One or two of the others have stopped to look down at Cujo, reaching down with their stick arms. But even more are still starting to appear from all corners.]
[Five, ten...well, nine, as one of them falls directly into the pool and promptly dissolves.]
[action]
[He's not mad either, but...really what else are you going to do in the face of a bunch of possibly-killer snowmen but yell?]
[Of course, unless you get interrupted by certain half brothers.]
[Envy shoots Al a disgruntled look, pointing at the figure pressed to the glass. The face has become even more misshapen. One or two of the others have stopped to look down at Cujo, reaching down with their stick arms. But even more are still starting to appear from all corners.]
[Five, ten...well, nine, as one of them falls directly into the pool and promptly dissolves.]
That's what's going on here.
At least half of them are Wrath's, not mine.