[His arrow finds its mark and the creature is down. A collective screech is heard and they begin to focus on the two unwelcome creatures before them, strangers to this world.
Monts moves behind Vincent, her body language tense and cautious. One on one, she stands a chance, she can survive. This? Not so much.]
I'll hit if I have to. I am a weapon. But I'm not like you. You've done this before.
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Monts moves behind Vincent, her body language tense and cautious. One on one, she stands a chance, she can survive. This? Not so much.]
I'll hit if I have to. I am a weapon. But I'm not like you. You've done this before.