Clove sighs, shaken about how many injured people there were. She
turns her attention back to Nico, trying to supress the obvious
pained look on her face. "You sure? You just look.." she pauses,
trying to find the words. "Different" she finishes. She looks
uneasy by his blank gaze
"I believe we should change courses" Clove pipes up, glancing at
Andrew, "I can see that almost everyone is injured. It's far too
dangerous to continue this attack, I say we try again when everyone
is healed"
"If we stop here, it will only get worse. We only have to kill one
more cult member, but if we don't something even stronger than the
leader was will be summoned. We have to stop it here, and now." The
medic explains to Clove.
"Me and Laylat are still up. After this though he will collapse
when the adrenaline wears off." Najima said, raising a hand,
spirits still destroying the base behind them as they spoke.
Angora’s voice was dull, lacking most emotion as she spoke, like a
predator luring in prey before lunging. “Kuro, did you grab my
pistol on the way out?” She asked lowly.
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Ray walked over to the group, his eyes determined. There was no
sense of hesitation or nervousness in his will, only strength.
"Ready and waiting." He said.
With the slightest turn of her head, Clove watched Angora on the
corner of her eye. She doesn't say anything though, she is just
assuming that Angora has that dagger for self defense
Angora’s eyes were cold as she gave Clove a venomous glare. That
girl had given her a fight from the start, and she wasn’t planning
on losing this one to her. Or leaving evidence.
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"What's wrong?" Clove asks, now turning her head to fully face
Angora. Since she can no longer defend herself, she takes on a cool
defensive look. Not wanting to make her snap, but also not wanting
to look scared. She remembers Kenri's words. As much as she would
love to believe it wasn't a student that killed her she also
doesn't want to deny her claims. She smiles at Angora, but it's
obviously forced