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a second, she slowly released the tension and removed the arrow. Glancing back over her shoulder, she gave them a quick once over, “First attack over.”  She stated.
     
    Making there way downstairs, it looked as if a bomb had exploded in nearly every room, b i ts and pieces of furniture lay everywhere. Even the door to the living room was hanging off its hinges. Chris could see that a thick layer of ash covered everywhere .
     
    Anvil strode out of the kitchen into the hallway, grey ash swirled around each step he took ,
     
    “Bastards put up one heck of a fight.” He shook ash from the head of his hammer.
     
    Priest was nursing a cut over his left eye, “Agreed.” The cut healed when he mumbled a prayer.
     
    The front room that Priest had been in looked as if a giant wrecking ball had rolled around and around several times before bursting out through the window which was not only smashed and missing its frame but several feet of brick wall.
     
    “They sent thirty Shades and several Ghouls in through the window. I’m afraid I’ve messed the place up somewhat.” Priest was covered in ash and rotting bits of flesh.
     
    Slash had blood dripping down from his left hand, Chris could see he had a rip in the leather sleeve high up on his right arm. “Good job I can throw with both hands.” It was a joke that fell flat.
     
    Huntress walked over to him,” Let me see that.”
     
    She examined the rip, “ Looks bad or you’d be healing by now.”
     
    Slash shrugged his shoulder, “ You know it always takes me longer to heal than you lot. Hey h ow bad ? I’ve only got the one bloody arm. ”
     
    She looked him in the eye, “Y ou’ll need a new jacket.”
     
    “Thanks a bunch.” Slash looked slightly hurt.
     
    Huntress playfully slapped his cheek, “Joking. I think you’ll need a few of our fast dissolving stitches. It’s a deep wound, but with the stitches it should heal by morning. ”
     
    Whilst she was seeing to Slash, Hot Cross was talking to Rage, “See me fry them big boy.”
     
    Rage cracked his knuckles,” Too busy smashing heads to look.”
     
    Hot Cross allowed a feeble ark of blue electricity to flash from hand to hand, “I need to re-charge before they attack again.” He walked over to a power socket and held one hand over the plug holes.
     
    Sparks flashed up and along his arm, “Ah that’s better.”
     
    Rage looked over to Priest and the dried blood which moments ago was a two inch gash ,” How you let a Shade or a Ghoul do that to you man?”
     
    Priest touched the dried blood ,” Wasn’t a Shade. I walked into the hall and some idiot threw the coffee table at me.”
     
    Rage looked embarrassed,” Was kicking Shade, he moved into hall, I followed with table, he ducked sorry .”
     
    Speed fluttered nervously around the room, “Saw you squash dozens against the wall Priest man. Splat! Just before the table got you.”
     
    Chris noticed Speed’s face was flushed bright red, so did Anvil . “Speed go sit down, you’re overheating again. You know if you get to hot you only have a fit and we don’t need that right now.”
     
    Speed sat down on the floor with his back against the wall . Chris could actually see a heat haze coming up off his head. Patch went into the kitchen and came back with a water bottle which she threw to Speed. He nodded his thanks, gulping the water down quickly, “Got too many to count.”
     
    Anvil asked each one for a battle report. It appeared they had destroyed one hundred and eighty Shades and a dozen Ghouls before the rest suddenly broke off the attack.
     
    Huntress was retrieving her arrows from the hallway, “First time so many Ghouls sent in as well.”
     
    Chris asked Patch, “What the hell was a Ghoul.”
     
    “Something Edge uses. He gets the bodies from the graveyards. They can be harder to kill than a Shade but move around in Real time, so he’s reluctant to use many.”
     
    “But how ...”
     
    Patch shushed him and