The corpses shifted -- all but Camy's. One by one they stood and faced Oscare as their grisly wounds vanished before his eyes. Burgenheim, Berrod, B'ren, Grimm . The ones that had been lost in the pile were now plainly visible. Tarot, Draco, T'rhiko and Athe. The Elezen woman had vanished again, clearly content to leave the work to the stern-faced presentations of Oscare's colleagues.Â
While Camy remained sprawled and bleeding on the floor the others advanced, not in a shamble, but at a steady march. None of them bore weapons, but their pace and the language of their motions indicated hostility. They closed the distance, narrowing the strip of turf between them and the cliff's edge. It seemed that they meant to trap Oscare between -- or worse.
While Camy remained sprawled and bleeding on the floor the others advanced, not in a shamble, but at a steady march. None of them bore weapons, but their pace and the language of their motions indicated hostility. They closed the distance, narrowing the strip of turf between them and the cliff's edge. It seemed that they meant to trap Oscare between -- or worse.
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