They came at dawn.
Eight of them, armed to the teeth.
Aerrow and Finn, next to Piper, projecting an image of solidarity...but he could see through to the uncertainty beneath the strong front the two men put on. They were there not to see their enemy in triumph, but to keep their teammate in line.
He smiled lazily at the guards, standing tall at the room's threshold.
For a moment, no one seemed to want to move.
To the Dark Ace, the whole situation was humorous in a twisted fashion.
"The condemned have little to lose, gentlemen. How about you?"
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Author's Note: Total word count: 100
Ooooh…what happens next?
Lets just say I have the next chapter written. Should I post it tonight? I may, if enough people want me to. I don't hold chapters hostage on reviews though, so it will be posted tomorrow, nonetheless.