( yeah I accidentally started a trend

have fun!)

( HA.
ha.
You guys have no idea
whats coming.)

(Then my boy is one of the few exceptions. I have different methods of torture. Usually having to do with him getting inside his own head.)

(In my opinion, mental torture is was worse then physical.)

(Ah-ah-ah. Mental torture is better when you are forced to retreat to your mind during physical torture. You are forced to choose what pain you endure. And more often than not, mental torture happens nevertheless.

I might have a problem.)

What are you planning?

Eira and Andra stared at each other and ignored the others fighting. It was then when something in Eira clicked, like a missing puzzle piece slotting into place.
“The car crash, you, me, mum and dad.”
Andara nodded but didn’t speak.
“You pulled me out of the car before it exploded, right?” Another nod, “Then… then Panther came…” A tear slipped from Andra’s eye but she still did not speak, “He took me from you and… and you too, only…”
“To his private place, away from you for a time, enough time so that when you asked about your family, Panther told you that the girl of was there was just a family friend. He deliberately kept me away from you once I was at the guild. I tried… I tried to come see you, begged Panther for it but he said true family was weakness and your only family was your team.”
“But… how can I know your not lying?” Eira asked.
Andra moved a lock of her hair behind her ear to reveal a small, arrow with an ‘R’ over the top. Eira did the same to show the same tattoo. Andra also removed the locket she was wearing, inside a photo of Eira, her and their parents.
“But I thought-“
“Panther destroyed all family photos but this one.”

Krista had begun to shake, her sobs becoming silent.

There was a lot of tension in the air and it made it stuffy. "I'm going to go take a walk." He turned and climbed out of the bunker. The air was a bit chilly but bearable.

Alex walked into the woods as Uriah had exited the bunker and he beckoned for Uriah to follow him.

Uriah ran after Alex. "What's up?" He wondered why Alex wanted him to tag along?

"Wanted another person to help with the patrol, you aren't afraid to kill someone are you?" the sword he was holding is shaking in his grip, rage had obviously had its grip on him.

"I mean I've never actually killed someone, but how hard can it be?" He smiled awkwardly gripping his sword. I wonder if I'm cut out for this. "I heard a lot of you don't get along."

"Zhavia was the only person i really talked before…" the sword handle broke in his gauntlet he looked down at the blade and tucked it into his bag. "anyway, i think i saw a group of assassins patrolling around here."

"Really?" He looked around. "I guess I'm really going to have to work on the whole senses thing, since I'm not really an assassin." Uriah cleared his throat. He wasn't sure what he should talk about and what could possibly be a touchy topic.

"You'll get the hang of it. You're going to have to." he stopped "there they are…" he pointed to 3 figures, 2 carrying a sword and one carrying a crossbow. "Now, how do you think we should take them down?"

"What?" Uriah looked a bit surprised. "I-I don't know, but we should definitely take out the guy with the crossbow first. He has the upper hand with a long distance weapon." Well, that's what Uriah thought. He was surprised Alex was actually asking for his opinion on this.

"This is a small group but it will do. Ok so we have the first target, once he's down the others will fan out and search for us, thankfully we have the advantage." he handed a small bundle of throwing knives to Uriah "I'll take out crossbow and the one to his left, i think you can handle the one on the right."

"Yeah, I can do that." Uriah clicked a button on the top of his sword handle and his sword turned into two. "Okay, just tell me when to go."