Stratford Siege 22

"Step out of line one more time and I'll snap your fucking neck you whiny bitch." Remi looked shocked, Pheobe snapped at her, "Who are you talking to like that? Just because you want to gobble is dick, you're defending him?"

Dunston was lost in thought. Pheobe grabbed Remi and lifted her by the collar up a solid foot and a half off the ground. Remi's leg's were kicking back and forth as she was terrified. She started to try to stab her with her sword but nor the sword or her were strong enough to pentrate.

She pulled back her gauntlet fist, and just as she was about to blow a hole through Remi's head, Pheobe felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist. She stopped and drop Remi who was terrified onto the wet ground whilst the dropped.

She immediately felt flustered as she turned around to see Dunston hugging her waist with his head on her shoulder. He didn't say anything, he didn't move, he kept his hands around her waist.

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John decapitated a green demon, and stomped on it's head as he felt a gun in his back.