"Rest in peace" said Milo, snapping the neck of the soldier he was currently holding in a chokehold, feeling a bit weird as this exact way of holding someone in a chokehold was one he more often used on Helena.
Shaking his head, he watched as yet another invaders broke apart, there was an awfully high amount of them around here today, after the hound and first soldier he encountered, he ran into another lone one and then into a group of three, he tended to only find traces of passage or nothing at all, so this sudden development caused him to narrow his eyes.
Were they doing something around here?
