Dead Leads

"So, you're fine with staying?" Alcott stood with a grin.

"As long as they don't destroy my head, spine, and heart at the same time, I won't die," Arad replied, cracking his neck.

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CRACK! Merlin's prismatic dome cracked, and Arad walked out, "I'm fine. What happened to the sniper?"

"Sorry, he escaped," Nina pointed at the pile of flesh.

"No, you managed to get him?" He stared at her.

"There is a reason why people fear her," Alcott said, sheathing his blade, "We need to keep going,"

"Before we do, Can Arad fight in this?" Merlin stared at Arad.

"I won't fall again," He said, glaring back at the terrified villagers, "I'm no human. Did you think blasting my head was enough to kill me?"

Alcott looked back at the villagers, "We're going to see what's causing this. You can either hole up here or move to another village for refuge. I don't think any of them is any safer,"