*Timeskip*
Everette stared with wide eyes towards the group before him. Ada gave a little whistle, impressed at the sight. During the past six days, the group had done nothing but eat, sleep, and kill.
"You guys sure did go through quite the transformation."
Not only did the group change but so did their clothes. All the killings caused their previous clothes to be covered in blood. They also smelled pretty horrible.
Luckily for them, their city had loads of clothing stores for them to change in. Seven out of ten of them had already been ransacked or destroyed, but they were able to retrieve some in the end.
Everette focused his gaze on Jack.
Jack wore a brown leather jacket with a black T-shirt under it and some jeans. The brown belt tied around his waist had a brand-new hatchet hooked onto it by the handle. He also wore some good looking brown leather gloves that helped his hand from being injured by the bowstring.