[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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As he was hoisted out the Window, Arthur briefly considered protesting, but opted not to. The sooner he was away from these monsters, the better, and he honestly didn't believe he had a good chance of being useful in this fight. Landing on the ground outside the shed, he looked above him, waiting for them to join him. Getting separated now wouldn't help them, but he felt anxious standing around and waiting with the Cyclopes around. He leaned against the back of the shed, keeping the path clear for the next person who'd come down.

	Once Athanasia grabbed his hand, he looked nervously behind then, before nodding. "[color=4286f4]Let's go.[/color]" He said. They had to assume the rest would make it out fine, and get away from the monsters while they could. She brought a good point, and said ,"[color=4286f4]Maybe they just haven't awakened yet? I don't know...[/color]" He trailed off. Hedge had mentioned that their godly parents had to claim them, maybe they wouldn't have anything special about them until they did. "[color=4286f4]Let's just get away, and worry about that later.[/color]" He said quietly.