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The little mouse squeaked at being picked up, wiggling in his arm. As Alec kicked open the door he was met with the sight of a Nightmare scrambling to pick up a Demon-Silver scythe off the ground.

On the other side of the room a soldier brandishing a chestplate with an Order-Cross on it was pinned against the stone wall near a window. The wooden frame around the window was broken through inwards and two large familiar arms had a hold of the lad. One hand enveloping the man's mouth, pressing his head into the wall while the other large hand held the man's arms and a crossbow aimed upwards firmly forced against the wall as well.

Back in the barn Percival calmly climbed down holding two empty bottles in one hand and two red pills in the other, looking into the trough Ana was using. "Is the water okay? If not I have bad news for me and that vampire girl up there.