>>12048630"Haha, gotcha!" Said the grunt triumphantly. It looked to be the goods anyway, if only Jamen or a scientist were here to tell for sure. Well this would just have to do. "Froslass, come help me."
Once his voice had carried throughout the whole of the empty building she finally reappeared, having been waiting near the roof to swoop down on any ambushers from above. An unnecessary plan, but one that it certainly didn't hurt to have in waiting. She went to work diligently collecting up the metal from the specially marked boxes. Meanwhile he sent out his abomasnow to do some heavy lifting, wisely asking it to not turn on its snow warning for the time being. It grunted in acceptance and said nothing else, as befitting its gruff nature.
"Go grab an empty crate from over in the corner and bring it here, freeze the front door shut while you're at it." Its trainer ordered, the snowman walking off to do just that. A scant minute later it dropped off a now empty crate for the other ice type to start piling up the metal in for easy removal.
Now left on his own, Holt went ahead and rifled through the rest of the boxes and assorted equipment in here to see if there was anything else worth stealing. Alternatively, in case any other mysterious metal was here that might also be his prize.
