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"..." Creed lets his arm drop and starts walking forward. "Well that ought to-" Before he can finish his thought, he pauses as he presses his hands together before him, confused slightly at the lack of red sparking. After he remembers he pauses and sighs, putting his arms down. "Well, I don't know where we're going to find any help for you in this world. It seems everything within five-square miles has gone to shit, and probably everything else as well. Unless one of these two can do anything about it." He gestures to the two guys that turned up earlier, the 'Dark Pun' and 'Stryhwyr', he thought he heard, or maybe the names just popped up in his head. He was never good at remembering people.