“[i]Stop[/i].” A firm steady voice called out after Lila. Despite her apology, Aloe stared at the spider woman with a cold gaze; the gun was now aimed at her chest. His eyes spoke with clear intent and distrust. Just seconds ago, she aimed to kill as he saw his own troubled expression reflected against her irises when she drew too close. And not long before that did she try to get that strange creature of bones when it had fallen. 

While the giant statue still posed as a threat, it is ninety-eight percent pure stone. It would be a waste of bullets. He would have to find an alternative solution. More concerning though was Lila. She is still able to move and able to talk instead of growling. Was she an enemy or an ally? Will she revert back into something murderous? [i]When [/i]will she? As much as a threat she still posed, Kettle chose her for a reason. She could still be useful for something, but is it worth the risk?

Honestly, Aloe had no idea what just happened. He had just wandered onto the scene and saw a disaster. Why was Lila rampaging? What is that statue? It was luck that Kettle’s feathered beast somehow managed to keep the murderous forces at bay. But long will that luck last? Although the red in her eyes may be gone, Aloe didn’t live this long on just hope and optimism.

A small [i]click [/i]could be heard as the cock of the gun was raised. “Care to explain yourself?”