Aug 07, 2009 14:29
It's a trap.
They know this because instinct raises the hairs on their neck, on their arms; instinct makes the silence hum and training keeps their hands close to their weapons (but not overtly guarding, never overtly guarding, tantamount to aggression it is, and they cannot afford aggression).
It's a trap, and they're walking right into it because at the other end of the hallway is a chance to get help, and they need help.
They need help.
She has point, and hates it; they have her back and hate that too. Even if she is related to the people they are approaching for help.
Especially because she is related to the people they are approaching for help.
It's a trap. They walk on, regardless.
Excerpt from the Chronicles of Rune-Midgard : The Grand Master Wars
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