Remember your roots. Rick and John are flying their tribe colors with their two new Evos.
Behind the mask hides a cold, calculating gaze. When you hear the cawing of the crows, watch out for what's skulking in the shadows, waiting patiently for the perfect shot.
Every man in his tribe is daunting and musclebound, and Rick is no different. His tribal war paint exudes fury and power, with the fighting spirit to back it up.
