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Tii picked up the knife and cringed, then searched his arm for the scar that marked where the tracker was.
--> Bryce <--
"We getting close?" He asked.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Tii heard something behind her and growled. She turned around to see Slasher and snarled. She dumped water on Switch and yanked the dart out.
--> Bryce <--
Bryce quietly unhooked Hatter's leash and handed him a knife. "No tricks or your cane gets burned." He whispered, then unlatched his collar.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He choked and woke up, knowing the only reason would be because of the hunters. He jumped up and took the knife back, surprised to see Hatter with them.
[_]The Mad Hatter[_]
He took the knife and used his magic to turn it into purple flame before turning to Tii and Switch with a dangerous look about him.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Tii handed him the knife, knowing he could probably do more with it then she could.
--> Bryce <--
Bryce watched with a smirk.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Tii jumped back and looked around for something, anything, to fight with.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”