I don’t know how long I had been waiting when I saw those guys coming towards me. Five minutes? Nothing knows what he had been doing there. So, the guys were talking to each other, so they didn’t notice me until there was, like, 10 meters between us (it’s closer than you think :P) and then stopped talking. They looked at me. I looked back. There was this totally hilarious moment of awkwardness as we stared to each other, then, they should’ve remembered the fact that we were enemies, and pulled their weapons out in an embarrassed hurry. I raised my eyebrows to that, and held my perfume in one hand, and my knife in the other. I sprayed another one in the eye and swung my knife, less stressed now because I was getting used to it, making him cry in unexpected pain and took a second to look at his wound. I saw that I had cut right on his stomach, and saw the blood coming out of the wound. That would keep him distracted enough. I leaped to the right just in time to avoid an attack from a new target, this person more slender. Then I realized that that person was a woman. ngl, that surprised me a lot, as I didn’t expect for a woman to be in a raid that wasn’t that big. That surprise made me forget to keep my guard up, and gave her the space she needed to land an attack. She cut right next to my eye. I let out a weird moan and put my hand on it. It was bleeding like hell. I looked around the grey walled corridor to see if James was around yet, but there was no sign of him. “James, if you don’t come over here now, I’m gonna KILL YOU!” I shouted. He probably heard that, and right at that second, I heard the door of that classroom open and saw James leap on the woman with a red axe. He almost decapitated her but killed her anyway. He kicked away the other guy that was slowly coming towards us and turned to me for a moment. He threw a lighter to me. “You know what to do.” I dropped the knife to catch the lighter, and looked at it. I couldn’t help but giggle. I felt some blood drip on my hand, and I came back to the moment. I held out the lighter on my left hand, and my perfume on the other. I sneakily walked up to the guy James was trying to manage, lit up the fire, and sprayed my perfume. That was my very first personal weapon. And where my pyromania actually kicked in. The guy cried in agony, burning, and James managed to rip his stomach apart by swinging his axe, sprinkling blood all over the place. I ran up towards the bulkier guy that was coming towards us and lit up the flamethrower again. He coughed and tried to get me away my sweeping his glaive, but I managed to jump right over it. Then, James cleared his throat and warned me: “Throw the can away!” I didn’t think, and yeeted the can towards the baddies’ side. There was an explosion, and the bulky dude was on the ground. There was also another man, dressed the same way as them, in grey pieces of metal that barely protected them, just more slender, but I was focusing on Thicc Ben. (They all were Bens for me) I had thought he was dead, but I saw his hand move a bit. He motioned me to come closer. I kneeled down, and brought my ear closer. He coughed, and opened his mouth. “T-T-Tell Lucinda That I l-l-love her.” He coughed again. “Let her k-kno-“ He coughed a couple more times. “know that I’m s-sorry.” He gave me a pat on the back, and laid back down. I slowly observed him as he coughed more and more. Then, he no longer coughed. Neither did he move at all.

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