When Bod had left for the graveyard earlier that morning, he'd been expecting just to have a few hours of quiet contemplation. He hadn't expected to dodge what looked like flying fish, he hadn't expected to get his arm bitten to the point of bleeding and he certainly hadn't expected to wield a broken tree branch as a weapon
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Faith's voice came at the same time an arrow made its way through two flying piranhas that were luckily already dead...thus making them dead-dead, if that even made sense. Faith closed the distance between her and the boy, realizing how little use she would have of a crossbow with the numbers she was facing there. "Here", said as she tossed the crossbow and a bunch of bolts -but with enough care to avoid getting Bod any more hurt, really-. "Just don't put one of me and we'll be best pals." That said, she unsheathed the sword she was carrying around; the stake would need to take a break from this one.
Wasn't she forgetting about something? "Uh...I'm Faith."
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He'd defended himself before with just his wits and his fists. He didn't want to deal with a foreign weapon from someone he didn't know.
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Bod ducked another flying fish thing before standing up and swinging his tree branch at the two that were following it, knocking them pretty far back.
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