Evi
I knew, somewhere, she was right. But he almost killed me with his gun, slashed 'filthy Lyken' across my arm, and a cut along my cheek. I wanted revenge.
"You'll get revenge. Just not now." Markus whispered. I noded.
"I hate to see them fight. With any hit, they can be killed!" I argued.
"They're experianced. You're not." He said. Eventually, ythe number of lykens dwindled down to none. I waited to see what would happen. I hope we weren't going anywhere; my shoulder was killing me, slowly but surely. I couldn't risk moving it.
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