Collin bounded over and into the skirmish as well, blade extended to the side.
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Locke chuckled and followed. "Ye need yer water, eh Laddie?"

"More like Seaweed is throwing a dragon sized fit for being left out of the action," Selkie corrected.


Luner and Night fought against the killers.

Locke blinked. "Aye, tha's a better reason." He remarked.
---
Collin fended off the attackers in rapid sucession.

For every one that the trio cut down two replaced the downed assain.

"Especially since Seaweed claims he has Jacob," Selkie added.

"Oh, storms." Locke huffed.
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Collin maintained his pace. "How many do you think there are?"

At that the rest disappeared leaving only the downed ones and trio.
"Don't know," Night mutters.
"Collin as grateful for your help as I am why is he here," Luner asks.

"I tried talking him out of it. Something about avenging his comrades, if I remember correctly." Collin replied appoligetically.

"Avenging comrades more like justice for the people they killed including my family," Nigth corrected.
"Take him back tied up I don't want any chances taken," Luner orders.


"Better Seaweed have Jacob then Typhoon," Selkie mutters.

"Yes sir..." Collin replied hesitantly. He let out a whistle to call Noble over.
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"After what Ah saw tha' beastie do, Ah'm inclined ta agree." Locke remarked.

"Let's go make sure Seaweed left the pier in one piece," Selkie picks up the pace a little.


Night frowns as he looks around.
"And stay with him, he is your prisnor until judgement is served," Luner added.
Night's ear were pinned back to the back of his head, "_{Two can play at that game}." He whitles as a pure black stallion rushes out of the forest and to Night. Night jumps on the horse's back without the stallion missing a step.