Chasing a Zombie

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Wake up Coyote
Narrowing his eyes, Silas stared at the purple haired man that stood above him with a somewhat proud smirk carved onto his face. His eyesight still blurred, he slowly got up, noticing that his stomach was still wounded from the attack at the arena. Standing on his feet, the red head began to wobble, toppling backwards back onto the table that he had been sleeping on.

Placing a hand on Silas' shoulder, the purple haired man somewhat chuckled before saying "Calm down Silas, you're safe. Well actually you just died and all but you're alive and that's all the matters right?"

His head throbbing, Silas absent mindedly nodded his head before standing up once again but this time aided by his apparent ally. Groaning from the pain he had from the various wounds and bruises sustained during the course of the tournament; he nearly stumbled but the purple haired man picked him up, steadying him with an arm around his waist.

Thanking him for the help, Silas asked "Hey...where's Mithra and Tethe'?"

"Who?"

"Well...Mithra's a blind girl and Tethe' is basically a white tiger"

Raising an eyebrow, the man casually looked behind Silas, somewhere he couldn't see and then said "...you mean those two over there?"

Frowning at the man's statement, Silas managed to crane his neck, sending waves of pain down his entire body. Within the darkness of the room, the bleak scent of copper became apparent. A ray of light from the opened door revealled a bit of the scene behind of him; the unmistakable frail hand of Mithra, lying in a large puddle of blood.

Eyes widening, he turned to the man beside him, to once again see the smirk etched upon the man's face. Fury overtaking him, Silas lashed out with a punch to the purple haired man's stomach, sending him flying into the wall. Without a breath of hesitation, he jumped up and lashed down with his right heel, missing by a mere centimetre. Taking advantage of the missed shot, the man grabbed Silas' leg and easily swung him around, commenting "People these days are so angry...why don't we all just calm DOWN" before tossing him into the opposite wall.

Placing both hands together in a trangle pattern, a small sphere of light formed in the hollow of the purple haired man's hands. The sphere suddenly erupted, generating an immense beam of light straight towards Silas.

The beam easily destroyed the wall, dragging Silas outside with another wound that further aided in damaging his body. The light began to fade and as it did so, the man casually wiped the dust from his shirt and stepped through the rubble to head outside; saying "So much for a recruitment..." as he did so.