"I can keep going," Anders shouted back as he aimed stonefist at the head of the nearest zombie. It exploded into red goo, and he realized he felt a lot better than he had ten minutes before. Destruction made things easy that way.
A note of mischief entered his tone. "What about you, do you need me to cover you?"
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A note of mischief entered his tone. "What about you, do you need me to cover you?"