"A BOSS? Shit, you're right," Magnus realized, using sleuth for himself.
"Hold on, mate, do you think that person is…being used as a host by a critter?" Jasper asked, keeping his sword and shield ready. "I've seen this before–there's parasites that can take over hosts. Well, not on this scale though."
The thought of such a fate left Charlotte disturbed, "I've read about that in books…but something like this…Do you think he's suffering like that?"
"Don't think about that. We don't have the luxury to take pity on him right now, though," Finn stated, replicating his dagger into his other hand.
Jasper placed his sword by his shield, standing beside the assassin, "That guy is already long dead. Don't think about it as killing another person–all it is now is that damn critter in his head."
"Right…Yeah, I know," Charlotte nodded her head, steadying her breathing.
