EVA LEVESQUE
I drew my sword and pointed it at the person who was wearing a cloak. The others did the same. The monsters beside him snarled,
They growled and snapped at us and were ready to lunge, but the man lifted his hand to a stop. The monsters seemed to understand him and lay low, their hands hanging down, but their eyes remained on us.
“I wouldn’t provoke them if I were you,” the person said, his voice low and amused. It’s a man. “They bite at things that I don’t like.”
“Neither of us like you either.” Irene snorted, “Who are you? Reveal yourself!”
He slightly lifted his head, I expected to see a face but saw a mask instead. Jay and the others also retreated and huddled with us in defense. I thought that I’d have a plan written out when the time comes that we meet again, but I
