Waiting For A Miracle

In Blackjack’s head, the main thing they could do was buy time, buy time for a miracle to occur. Whether that be other Altered hunters to come, or for it to be something else, in the end, Blackjack found that the best choice for them was to fight.

‘The hunter’s in his best state when he’s being hunted, so why don’t we turn around and fight!’

Blackjack quickly moved though, as he jumped out of the large greenery area and went onto the path. It wasn’t particularly wide, but it was still open as well, and the others quickly followed him.

They drew their weapons, and everyone circled up as they waited.

“Do you…have a plan?” Lou said, feeling that his leg was still stinging from the bite.

“No plan,” Blackjack said. “Just we have to fight like our lives are on the line because our lives will really feel like they are on the line.”