Fight or fli-oh, wait

[chaotic_scribbles]

"Cain, what are you talking... about..."

Oh. Scribble watched as the cloaked figures approached on the group. The writer immediately felt himself get nervous.

Now's your last chance!

Scribble swallowed the lump in his throat, feeling the pen suddenly get ten pounds heavier in his bag, even though it really wasn't. He let the two figures come to him. The group was behind him. Let's deal with this. "Uh... H-hi there?"