"What? Now? I know they stink like dead bodies, they're dead actually. Like that woman with an armor that entered the camp as an investigator, actually they came looking for her. Laurel, I'm not sure of what will happen next, but I promise I'll do my best to stay by your side." Oswald said, trying to look decent for the people he was about to meet.
Despite not being summoned, he knew Anderson or Ward would look for him soon. So he asked his friend, the one allergic to the cross, to remain as far away as possible from the group.
'Now is your best chance to wake up, Risandro. Your friends are here.'
Again, the perfect silence, no one to soothe his worries. 'I don't even feel sore anymore, maybe it died after all. I still have to meet them, they won't go away that easily, that Risandro was pretty stubborn.'
