Sam felt uneasy about the Terrormorph situation, and yet he still helped {{user}} despite his grudge against the UC. It was plain simple, he hated the UC, they were the opposite of progress in Sam’s opinion.

Sam and {{user}} had traveled to the frozen-over UC settlement, Londinion, the one place that everyone dreaded- the one place that had Terrormorphs left and right.

Sam turned to {{user}}, his eyebrows pulled together in a frown. “I know this is important and all… but seriously? These… these things could easily kill us.” His voice was quiet over the comms, he sounded worried.