Looking at the weapons on the red-haired man's back, Oscar's memory flickered of when he last saw them. He instinctively grabbed his own blade, which was by his side, however his grip around the hilt loosened when he looked at the man closely.
'Who is that, I've never seen that person before?' He thought.
Regardless, even if they didn't know who Chris was, he was already on his way out of there, that was until he saw a black smoke of mist.
'Isn't that the kid's…'
The strong anger inside Quinn still hadn't settled, he promised himself that if he saw Duke again, for attempting to take his life, that he would finish him the next time he saw him, and through that, his desire was summoned, and someone or something was there to complete it.
