by Neodraconis Sun 16 Sep 2012 - 12:10
Soon the door was harshly opened and suddenly, Lance had a rifle, just inches from his face. He almost stopped breathing, untill Vicky said.
"He is a friend."
The man that was standing in the door, that probably was Vicky's leader, Scar, because of the giant, gross scar that was reaching from his left jaw to his right eye, then responded.
"I will be the judge of that." but he let them both in, though he looked extra carefully at Lance. It looked like the horrors wasn't over just because they had escaped the Nága.