Chapter Eight
Drakos Strikes Again (continued)
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Drakos smiled maliciously, the madness in his dark eyes illuminated in the light from the blaze.
"You've caused me quite enough trouble," he said leisurely, as though he were commenting on the weather. Suddenly he leapt forward and seized Caltha by the front of her shirt, dragging her toward him and holding his sword to her throat.
"Drop your weapons!" he snarled to Willow and Jessica. "Or we'll see how much blood she's got!"
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"Tyron? Holy-- Tyron! What in Zamorak's name is going on?"
Chazz's voice seemed faint and muffled to Tyron, as though he were underwater. But the pain from the poison, he felt as sharp and clearly as a hot knife. It felt as though someone was stabbing him with a dagger again and again and again...
"Where's Jessica?!" was the last thing he heard before he blacked out.
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At that moment, Jessica was setting her bow carefully on the ground. Next to her, Willow did the same with Smyte.
Drakos jerked his head to indicate that they should kick their weapons over to him.
After the bow and sword were next to him, Willow realized how desperate their position was. Cursing her temper, she also realized that if Drakos was telling the truth and Tyron HAD been poisoned, help would not arrive anytime soon.
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