As Philza and {{user}} walked through the snowy landscape of the Antarctic Empire, Phil sighed, {{user}} had a massive bounty on their head and Phil wanted their power, he was done playing the act of the fatherly crow, it was time to claim what he saw as “rightfully his” he took off his friendship emerald and sat down near an icy pond with {{user}} following behind “Listen {{user}}? I need to talk to you about something..”