(Luna) You guys okay?

(Benn) I’m fine. Miles isn’t.

Extending his huge forearm, Benn pointed towards Miles who lay down on the dirt floor, his breathing at a rapid pace. Seeing Miles’s face coated with hot sticky sweat, Luna looked over to Hope who was right next to her, her eyes motioning her to go over to Miles.

(Luna) Help Miles recover his strength.

(Hope) But my blessing only heals, so it won’t work unless he is bleeding or cut. Also, even if I do heal him, it will only give him a short boost of stamina for a limited time.

(Luna) Does it look like I care? Just poke him with a needle and heal him! Do it or else I’ll use you as a decoy!

Sharpening her eyes, Hope shook her hands violently as her throat contracted. Slowly breathing in and out, Hope turned her direction towards Miles and ran towards him, her fists clenched as her footsteps were much more forceful than normal.

While with him, Luna and Benn look over to Ryan and Cameron, both beast human zompires slowly getting up from their perspective fights. With their bodies sluggishly keeping themselves up from falling, they both breathed in and out slowly.

(Luna) What are they doing?

(Benn) Nothing good.

Both beast human zompires started to inhale a lethal amount of oxygen into their bodies, their chests almost expanding as they intake the air around them. Slowly pushing out a lot of air, both beast-human zompires opened their eyes to see both Luna and Benn focusing their gazes on them.

(Luna) They’re not humans or zompires. They act like humans but have the appearance of a zompire. So what the hell are they?!

(Benn) I would call them liches. They have the strength of zompires but with the power of a blessing.

(Luna) Liches huh…

(Luna’s thoughts) Maybe Luke would probably find a way to deal with these pricks … wait … don’t tell me Luke is still—

Turning her head towards where Luke was originally, she noticed that the area where Luke was buckled to…

(Luna) What the hell!? Where is he!?

Losing sight of Luke, she glanced all around the bar. Noticing that most of the tables or debris didn’t have Luke within them, Luna slowly let out a droplet of sweat on her forehead, dropping down onto the hole that she made earlier.

The sounds of howling can be heard outside the bar.

Or rather a pack surrounding the entirety of the bar.

(Benn) Are those wolves?

(Luna) I thought wolves were domesticated. Why are they getting ready to ambush us?

Hearing the pack of wolves getting closer to the front of the door, Luna holstered back her two twin-bladed double-edged swords. As well, seeing that the two liches seemed to be breathing in and out, she took a step back as she glanced towards Benn.

(Luna) Benn, keep an eye on those two. If they make a move, call me.

Seeing with her eyes glancing at many white, gray, and black wolves outside the perimeter of the bar, Luna had one eye focused on the entrance to the bar, her legs readied as she put most of her strength on it for anything that might come to light.

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(???) Looking for this?

Luna turned her rapidly, her body doing a 180 twist as she gazed upon the voice from behind. Her face started to turn pale as her hands started to rapidly shake, and her eyes saw a tall figure holding a boy hostage.

(Luke) Luna…

(Luna) Luke!

A frail boy, younger than Cameron, held Luke hostage, his long slender arms wrapping Luke as he covered his neck with ease.

The boy had the same deep black hair color, white as snow skin, and all-black eyes, similar setup to Cameron and Ryan.

The frail boy pushed down his face as he deepened his lips into a frown, his eyebags being a grayish black as he stared at Luna.

(???) A female? Out of the strongest I sensed in this room, the scent is coming directly from you. Come on! I expected at least the shark-human to fight with!

(Luna) Shut up you incel. Give Luke back to me before I slice your nutsack.

Pointing her right sword right at the frail boy’s genitals, her eyes tightened towards the tall boy’s ghostly pale face. Her sword shaking violently, Luke noticed this as the tightening around his neck started to take hold, pushing Luke’s lungs to beg for more air. Gasping, he started to slowly kick his legs as he put his hands up to the frail boy’s meatless arm.

(???) Incel?! … INCEL!!?? How dare you call me that! How!? How!? How!? How!? You know what bitch!

Putting his right middle and pointer finger into his rotten decaying mouth, the frail boy’s whistle was heard throughout the entire bar, with Benn losing his focus for a bit on the two liches that stared him down as he glanced over at the frail boy. Miles and Hope looked over to see the whistle’s sound, eyeing the boy as they started to quiver as they focused on the new enemy.

The pack of wolves that were outside of the bar, came rushing through the entrance. With around several wolves running towards the frail boy, he extended his arms sideways to showcase the wolves in back of him.

(Luna’s thoughts) What the hell? What is he, their alpha?

The wolves growled and dripped off saliva from their mouths, baring their white and sparkling teeth as their nuzzles vibrated and they locked onto their prey. Luna, who noticed that the wolves were all locking onto her, noticed four silhouette figures all grudgingly standing up.

(Luna’s thoughts) About goddamn time!

The four dark figures had their guns locked and loaded, the sounds of metal clashing inside of their guns as they aimed at the several wolves in front of them.

The wolves picked up a scent coming from behind, their noses perking up as they all turned their heads and bodies toward the fresh scent of human blood.

(Stan) Fire!

Stan, Gary, Fred, and Diego all fired their respective rounds at the pack of hungry wolves that were about to pounce on them. Feeling the recoil of the amount of rounds being fired upon, Stan and his friends had trouble aiming at the pack of wolves as the sound of bullets filled the air around them.

Despite shooting most of the pack, a couple of wolves managed to reach the group, baring their fangs with drool and saliva dripping down from their nuzzles.

(Stan) Shit! Fall back!

The frail boy, who turned his head towards the commotion unfolding behind him, let his grip loose as Luna saw Luke breathing in more heavily, his slightly purple face turning into his normal color. With this opportunity, Luke wiggled his way out of the frail boy’s arm.

The frail young boy noticed the sudden slip of him, his face pale but already pale as he extended his hand to pull Luke back, but Luna was too fast.

Or rather, she vanished.

The boy’s left arm then fell onto the wooden floor, black tar dripping down from its gushing wounds as the boy saw what lay in front of him.

Luna was already slightly crouched down, already finished as the tip of her left sword touched the floor. Tightening her eyes towards the lich, she lunged forward a step, grabbing her right hand towards Luke whose legs were still unable to move as his body moved with the motion of where Luna pushed him.

(Luna) Get your ass moving!

Throwing him away from the lich, Luke was moved closer to where Miles and Hope were, his body tumbling like a rolling pin as his face was directed toward where Benn was.

(Luke) Ow! … Oh wait, Benn!

Because the frail boy managed to distract Luna, it was the perfect chance for both Ryan and Cameron, causing them to steady their stance, their legs expanding as they put enough muscle inside of their legs. In a flash, both beast humans lunged forward to where Benn was.

(Ryan?) Where’s your tanned partner now?

Ryan pulled back his arm, stretching it again like a slingshot to give it enough inertia to make a shot at Benn’s stomach. Cameron meanwhile, already had a horde of bats surrounding him, the bats traveling with him as it covered his body head to toe like a suit of armor.

(Benn’s thoughts) How am I supposed to defend this!?

Fortunately, Luke could move his arms as his legs normally.

As his knees were on the ground, holding him up, Luke had his back straightened as he pulled a piece of crystal out of his jacket. Holding the crystal-like substance, Luke pulled back his arm and threw the crystal right at the two liches.

(Luke) Miles! Use your blessing!

Despite Miles being exhausted, he slowly stood up, his breathing more casual and slower than it was several minutes ago.

(Miles’s thoughts) Good thing Hope used that pin needle trick.

Putting his arm forward, a bluish shield formed right in front of Benn, giving him a sense of safety as the two liches hit the wall dead on.

As for the crystal, it managed to hit one of the bats from Cameron’s blessing, causing the crystal—no, the piece of fulminated mercury to explode at the two liches.

(Benn) Ah, crap!

A cloud of smoke overclouded the entire area where Benn, Luke, Miles, and Hope were, but the shockwave managed to reverberate the entire building.