"Uhhh…" Well, here went my coven membership, I supposed. "Where do you still have the energy to be so aggressive, Captain?" I murmured.
I was contemplating over how to calm down the man, who certainly was on the last nerve he got today (entirely unsurprising, considering the circumstances), when moved. Captain's focus immediately shifted towards the more dangerous target. I kept my attention on the man—for me, the witcher was the danger. But I didn't have to look at Captain with my eyes to do that, so I looked at JJ as well.
He moved unhurriedly, ignoring our presence further as he leaned down to pull the sword out of Christina's chest. He didn't sheathe it—he didn't have a sheath on him at all—but instead simply put it nearby and then finally lifted his eyes away from Christina's body and towards us.
