In a remote corner of the castle's courtyard, the Gemini group faced a few dozen anti-Fallen members. Yet, all eyes were currently resting on a man busy crawling back inside the building.
Shame? None. Desire to needlessly risk his life? None either.
Josh didn't even give it a second thought. Was he supposed to fight them all? How about no! Why? Because he could sense all the killing intent they were sending his way. He could feel that they would kill him no matter what it took.
He trusted his chances alone more than he believed in the ability of the Gemini members to protect him. It didn't help that his best anti-group measure was the smelly set and that the enemies were all wearing gas masks! His reasoning was that simple.
As he arrived inside and the fog enveloped his body once more, he heard criticism from his "allies":
"Where the fuck are you going?!"
"This guy is a fucking coward. Ignore him."