sapphireswimming: Yeah! this is the one =w=
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The next time Benny sees either of the two again, it's the one with green eyes and it's pilfering through the dead bodies of a dozen or so monsters.
He watches off to the side, hidden behind a tangle of trees. The kid moves between the bodies, poking around in their pockets, and appraising their weapons, and that's when it hits him. All they had wanted was his blade; the green eyed one had been weaponless, save for whatever it had thrown into his back. He twitches at the thought of the searing heat and the burns that had lingered for days. It's not that he'd have given it to them, gotta be able to defend himself and all, but he can concede the point that he has a very nice and durable makeshift weap—
Cold steel pricks into his neck, the tip freezer degrees, and Benny stiffens. A mistake, he'd made a mistake. If they could sense Leviathans before he even could hear their monstrous roars then the two could definitely sense him barely even twenty feet away. He swallows, and the sharp edge nicks the skin of his neck, drawing a small bead of blood along the faint scar that mares it.
"I'll give you my weapon free of charge," he tries, eyes darting to the still figure of the other of the two. Radioactive green stares into his brown. "Cross my heart and hope to die."
The weapon falters, as if confused at the ease of which he'd give up his weapon, and Benny swings it back. The blade definitely sinks into something, that he's sure, but when the smaller blade tumbles from his shoulder and he tips back from the sudden release of his weapon, Benny swears.
He dodges a thrown axe-like weapon, rolling from the minimal cover of the trees, and scrambles upright and ready.
Only, they're gone and he's left standing at the edge of a clearing full of bodies.