Lyra swung out with a fist, hitting nothing, and ducked as she heard air whistling to just miss a slash. "Marcus, that wasn't a suggestion! I need you up, before I get a blade in the kidneys. Goddamn, I hate fighting these-" she jumped as a low kick flew under her, lashing out with a booted foot to catch the attacker in the face. Once again, nothing was shown, although some sounds were heard. "Oh. He was right there." Marcus at this point had pulled himself up and fired into the treeline with his revolver, reloading and firing again. He paused, as the sound of nothing echoed through the forest. "He'll be back, as the old T-800's used to say. Now, lets get our new friend out of here, and back to Lakewest."
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Black Warrior, I swung like a drunken child. Get it together Yat'i. Yat'i thought, watching from a tree branch. Now come on, just slap some mines in there path so that you kill them as they head to that city. Play like good little sheep, would you?
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"I don't really know, but I suggest we get moving, before we get attacked again. We'll try to fill you in as best we can. Until then, do you know your name?" Xyleena asked, pulling up the new arrival with her tail, by the arm, being gentle yet firm in the pull up.