[He keeps moving. Keith glances over his shoulder to show he’s listening as he creeps soundlessly along the edge of the bank. Is something comes up on them he can stab it three times before the body hits the ground. ...maybe. Armor tends to make that harder.
He glances back again.] Yeah...? Where are you going with this?
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He glances back again.] Yeah...? Where are you going with this?