"Well, well," said somebody behind him. "Somebody's been touching our things."
Alex was on his feet before the sentence finished.
The patrol had come back. Of course it had. Ash had screamed loud enough to wake the dead.
There were three of them. A big man with a greatsword stood in the middle, a woman with a short axe in each hand was on his left, and a skinny one with a spear was on his right. They weren't in step any more. They were spreading out.
The big one was grinning. It was a mean grin. It looked exactly like a real person being mean.
There was a thin green ring around each of his pupils.
Insight (Rank 2)
--Insight--
Target - Corin (Race - Human)
Strength: 38
Stamina: 27
Speed: 22
Magic: 0
Weakness: Left knee (old break)
Inside: Vermes Tenebris (1). Base of skull.
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He looked at the other two. Bette. Hal. The last line was the same on both.
'Magic?'
'Eleven, Lexie. You can't pull three. You can't even pull one.'
