"We'll stop him," Emmett promised. There was no doubt that he meant business.
"No, no. You cannot do that." Laurnet meant business as well. "I am very sorry for you cannot win. Yames is killer. Please, don't try."
His coven, I thought. Of course. The show of leadership in the clearing was merely that, a show. And not a very entertaining one, if you asked me.
Laurnet was shaking his head. He glanced at me, perplexed, and back to Carbomb. "I am not very understanding. You will fight? For this?" He asked, gesturing to me.
Fredward's enraged roar filled the room; Laurnet cringed back.
Carbomb looked gravely at Laurnet. "I'm afraid you're going to have to make a choice."
Laurnet understood and laughed casually, sizing up everyone in the room, starting with me. "I do not need time for choice."
"Go in peace," was Carbomb's formal answer.
Laurnet took another long look at himself, and then he hurried out the door.
The silence lasted less than a second.
"How close?" Carbomb looked to Fredward.

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