Marksman (1)
-_-_-_-Fleur's Perspective-_-_-_-
"You got to be kidding me!"
My eyes follow the three corpses that came crashing down the meadow. There was no valid explanation on how and where these unfortunate people had come from, and the only reason that we could think of is that they were once the scientist working for this facility.
Soon after, a thunderous call reverberates across the field, which even made the grass swayed intensely from the shock wave it had emitted. It had proved itself without saying that there was a hideous being hiding inside the isolated tavern, much like from the house we had stumbled upon from the winter environment.
"Be on your guard," Quinn utters while charging in headfirst at the entrance door, trying to study the creature hurdled inside. "Back me up if something would happen."
Everyone nodded and agreed to her statement as we all circle her, ready to provide any assistance when she would need us the most.