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"okay...?" Josh says as he looks away from you.

"Actually, I take that back. According to about 98% of the population, EVERYTHING is wrong with me." He stood up and started pacing again, walking his tight line back and forth.

Josh watches you pace,not sure how to reply to that

He paced back and forth until he was tired of pacing. Then he tossed his knife around, still lost in thought.

Josh may be untied but he's still wary around that knife.

He really was a master with the knife, whirling it around in his hand by the blade and somehow managing not to cut himself. He finally tossed it up, then grabbed it and hurled it into a tree, watching in satisfaction as it sank up to the hilt in the bark.

Josh just stares at the knife.,But right at that moment a warning gunshot rings out nearby.very nearby.

Shane ducked away, yanking his knife out of the tree and pressing his back against it, breathing hard.

3 gunshots ring out. 3 bullets come our. way . Josh ducks almost getting hit by one.

"Seems they brought more people this time to attack"

"Crap," Shane breathed. "Stay here, I'll be right back." He slipped off silently into the darkness, blending in well with his surroundings with his black attire.

Another 2 gunshots ring out "What did they bring,the whole freaking army?"

"How should i know?"

Shane finally slipped behind the party of gunslingers, looking to see how many there were and just how he was going to take them all down.

There was maybe 3 or 4 of them.

I can take these guys.
With that he stepped out as silent as a shadow and stabbed the nearest one in the back, pulling it out quickly and hurling it as fast as lightning at the next one.

the remaining ones try to shoot at Shane

Shane snarled, lunging at the nearest one and snapping his neck with one jerk of the arm, lashing out at the last one desperately with a fist.

They all have fallen,kinda like dominos going down as one hits the other.

Shane backed off, clutching his side, and turned and ran back to the others, sheathing his knife again.
"Don't think they'll bother us anymore," he gasped, slamming against a tree and looking down at his side.