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"None here. I'm going to stand watch outside," Amelia told them, leaving the shelter.

"I guess we might as well use that. We should set up watches. Those of us who don't mind the rain can take first watch."

"Well that level didn't have a large amount of man eating creatures running around."

"Why would people bother living in such a dangerous place?" Amelia asked. When the rain started she put her cloak in her bag. So like quite a few others she didn't mind the rain at all. She enjoyed it actually. It would help hide their scents from predators, keep them clean, and it was a form of...

"Save the MREs in case we end up in a desert. We're in a forest and we have meat right in front of us." Amelia nodded towards the dead creature. "If you're leg gets too be in too much pain then I'll heal it, but I rather avoid if necessary. It takes a lot out of me. I can at least adage you up...

"Animals sense more than humans. And it is a small dog. Her dog may actually help more than harm."

"Considering all other groups have died before us. Should we maybe avoid following where they went?" Amelia suggested putting her weapon away.

"I get the feeling I'll be making a lot of arrows during this," Amelia sighed quietly to herself.

Amelia like others stepped into action unlocking her weapon from its holster. She swung attempting to wrap it around the creature.

"Powers or fighting capabilities would be good to know before we end up hitting eachother. I'll even volunteer to be first. I already mentioned I can heal. I'm also a mid range and close range fighter," she said showing her weapon. "I can also enhance physical abilities but doing it to others is...

"There is also the matter of splitting up and making sure the two sides are balanced. I can heal, though not majorly. Who else can heal?"

"I'm more concerned about him. If he's not chosen then it could be more difficult on him. Plus all paths likely lead to the same destination so does it really matter?" Amelia suggested.

Amelia looked at the weapons but had no care for any of them. After all she was fully equipped herself. And the quality was nothing compared to her own. She cared more about the fact that multiple didn't seem like they knew how to use what they were grabbing. "A gun won't be the best. If you run...

Amelia walked around the festival with a bright smile on her face that was only fake depending on who she was talking to. She didn't mind the children who went up to her for attention. They were adorable and sweet, and she didn't mind those interested in her weapons. It was unique and well fun...