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Red Marlick

After quite a few minutes of walking, a building came into view. It looked pretty abandoned, with boarded-up windows and suspicious plants growing all over the place. Surely it couldn't contain any life. But, it was this kind of lack of life that Red was looking for. 

"... This is probably the group's base," he spoke his thoughts to Monica, however not looking at her. "... Just be prepared." 

Red tightened his clutch on the forks he had in between his right fingers, then quickly walked to the side of a boarded-up window, where he could see things through a crack. Once he moved his head so he could see inside, he saw several men, sitting in rather comfortable-looking chairs, laughing and talking about their next move to terrorize the village's residents. Claude jumped around in the snow, busying himself while the two assassins could do their work. 

Red looked over at Monica. "I don't think it's a good idea to just jump in there and start killing 'em," he told her. "They outnumber us and we don't know how skilled they are. So, do you have anything in that little brain of yours?" 

Monica rolled her eyes, "Well, dumbass, we could hide out until they split up and kill them off that way."