Talk:War Discussion/@comment-25013076-20140609052632/@comment-24376783-20140610150713

Leo puts a hand on Mark's shoulder. "Let him go. He's made his choice now he must live with it." A number of other soldiers followed the previous while others shifted around uneasily before putting their head down and dropping their weapons. Those who dropped their weapons went back to their homes. He turned towards Frey to find that he was no longer there. "Frey?" He looked around. "Frey!?  where did he….. “ Leo trailed off. Giving a sigh, he went back over to his comrade who was now asleep. He picked up and sheathed his silver dagger "Hey. Give me a hand." He waved over a villager and they carried the psychic into on of the houses and laid him on a bed. Leo then collapsed as his leg finally gave out. The bullet may have been removed but the bleeding was still there the entire time.