@Firebrand
(everyone is just trying to crush this kids ribcage)
(everyone is just trying to crush this kids ribcage)
SHe walked over and lifted up his shaggy hair and saw a scar that was on his neck hidden "I knew it!" Zhavia cursed under her breath.
"knew what?" Alexander asked forcefully ripping his sword out of the kid's leg
(Lol yeah.)
Luna's face returned to it's neutral position. The snarl gone as she whispered, "What?"
(Yes, otherwise, what fun would it be?)
"What is it, Zhavia?" Cyrus asked, glancing her way.
She lifted up her hair to show them she had the same scar. "He's from my old guild." The hate she had for that guild made her want to kill him even more.
Luna nodded, "So what do we do? He might have friends around."
Zhavia steps on his throat "Hey, you can tell me, we're family after all" he struggles under her foot. "I think he'll talk now"
Luna kept her foot on him, "Good. How many more?"
"If he won't we need to take him in and have someone else interrogate him," Cyrus suggested, "It wouldn't do us any good to have any of his friends attack us out here again."
He smiles and Zhavia removed her foot. "A lot more than you're ready for that's all I'm saying." Who's coming? there were many people Zhavia didn't want to meet again "That's it someone kill him!"
"Not yet," Cyrus said, "Right now, he's an asset to us. Let's turn him in."
Zhavia scoffs but listens. "Many bad people are coming that's all I know," Zhavia warns them "Trust me." She eyes the guy "One more question. Where is your neck ring?" He turns away ignoring her.
Luna glared at him. He grated her nerves and wasn't getting any clear answers. She said quietly, "We kill him and deal with the oncoming problem of people."
"Hey, you'd better answer her, or I'll be sure to punch your nose in so much that you truly have a face only a mother could love," Cyrus threatened. He shifted his weight forwards on the guy's ribcage.
Zhavia nodded in agreement. "Let's just pray they didn't bring those with them." He wasn't going to talk so why keep him alive.
"Look, we don't know how many people they're bringing. Wouldn't it make more sense to get help?" Cyrus warned.
He stays silent. She knows he won't talk anymore. "If we do decide to kill him, let me do it." She turns to look at everyone with a cold glare not necessarily towards them, but she can't hide the hate she has for them any longer.
"Yeah, if so, he's all yours," Cyrus agreed.
"Does everyone vote we kill him?" Zhavia raised her hand
"I mean, I still don't- at least, not yet," Cyrus murmured, seeming to back off a little. He was almost certain he would not be listened to.
"we could kill him and find out what's in the scar."
"Luna, Alexander What do you think?" She asked looking at the both of them.
Alexander glanced at the wound in the boys leg "i say we kill him."
"Kill," Luna said simply. It contained her message.
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