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His arm was beginning to sting. All that bloodlust and excitement was beginning to drain from his body. Like a disappointing climax to a good dream. It was tantalizing and lingering on the tip of his tongue what destruction would have looked like, a killing urge, slowly beginning to fade from his body. He didn’t care to know who the Ghoul was that disrupted the fight with her “moral righteousness”. Or at least at this moment. 

“It doesn’t matter any more,” Kristian told Travis as he guided him in the direction they needed to go, “What matters now is trying to get that gunk out of your eyes. And cleaning up your shoulder.” He smiled knowing Travis couldn’t see it and tried to sound as perky as he could about the situation. Reality was that he was concerned.

The Chimera that attacked them. Where did it come from? You think niceness and pleasantries would get those answers? Why did it attack them or was it a random attack? You think niceness and pleasantries would get that answer. Probably not. Still it was best he didn’t dwell on the scenario whatever consequences would come from that were now on her. 

“You’re going to have to instruct me when to turn,” Kristian adds.