"You're telling me," Thropan groaned, leaning his chair back so that his back rested on the wall of the Edge Guard's headquarters. "Eighty-seven confrontations between the weresmilodon," he barely managed to choke out the word, "and the 'death squads', about ten this month..."
"And all squads got the living shit beaten out of them," Tigra finsihed as he entered, standing next to the table, holding a bundle of papers. "By the way, this one makes eleven squads this month," he mentioned, handing his leader the papers that constituted of a report, medical bills, and official letters announcing several of the members' "retirement".
Onoli shook his head slowly, clearly awed by contents of the report. "Fourteen fighters, all armed with silver weapons and the like, beaten within twenty minutes of contact..." Onoli looked up at his two subordinates/friends. "And not a person was killed, nor the target was seriously hurt."
Thropan whisteled a low, awed tone. "Man, the guy has to be as strong as a Weapon Master," he said. Both he and Tigra shared a look, and both hoped that they did not have to go against the weresmilodon anytime soon.
A sudden choking noise made both cats turn to Onoli, who was looking at the report with a rapidly paling face, amazing for a creature covered in fur. "What? What's wrong?" the weretiger asked concernedly.
His hand slightly trembling, the werelion traced a line on the report with a shaking forefinger. "'After the battle,'" he recited, "'Keith was interrogated by the weresmilodon, who was obviously interested in the increasing rate of his bounty and the involvment of the Weapon Masters. He also asked about our weapons made of silver, and upon further inquiring by Keith, proved that the weapons were ineffective by lifting a silver sword in his bare hand by the blade.'"
Onoli finsihed the line and looked up to see the weretiger and the werepanther staring at him with wide, disbelieving stares. Several moments passed in silence, allowing the awful truth to soak in and settle.
Finally, after a full five minutes of silence, Tigra broke it.
"Damn... we're screwed."
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