"What I mean is simple.
The bastard Rogue Morg we've been chasing, the one you all hate so much... is here."
~Boom!
As if on cue, the thunder clapped loudly, making everyone's hairs stand on edge.
He... He was here?
Their eyes dilated quickly, opening exaggeratedly, as the words sunk into their heads.
Soon, their gazes turned cold as they studied their surroundings with an unforgivable light in their eyes.
Their lips thinned with displeasure when they thought of the Rogue Morg.
Very quickly, they went into defend mode, as those around the perimeters of the ground turned to face their surrounding bushes and roads.
While those at the centre of the group looked upwards to see if the Rogue was on any trees around.
They gripped their swords hard and continuously titled their heads in all directions, trying to find a clue or get a glimpse of where the bastard could be hiding.
Dammit! Where was he?
~Boom!
