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Creed blinks, seeing a very injured Kevin right in front of him. No, it couldn't be... "... Who are you?" Creed went from surprised to defensive, gripping Clarent's hilt, becoming more aware of his surroundings. He didn't like this one bit. The fact that someone was impersonating his friend created several different feelings within him, none of them good. Whether friend or foe, he hoped the bastard had a good reason to be stealing Kevin's form...