It was a cold night. Skulduggery and Valkery were on a stake out. Valkery didn't want to be there. "Why are we here again?" She whined. There was no reply. "It's cold and I just want to spend spend time wi...."
BOOM. A lound sound echoed through the vally.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT!!" Valkery screamed.
Skulduggery finally moved.... To pick up his fallen hat.
"That. Valkery. Is why we're here. Grand mage Sorrows wanted us to be backup. And to only go in when absolutly nesisary"
A dead cleaver cracked through the trees.
Skulduggery glided to the side with ease. Valkery however. Got hit strate in the stomach and flew back.
"Thanks for the help." She sarcastically grumbled.
"I think that was our call to action." Skulduggery said. Ignoring the foul gaze from Val.
Shifting the crumpled body of the cleaver Valkery got up.
Skulduggery walked over and wraped his arm around her waist. But Valkery pushed his arm away "We should probably walk.
One. Cos u need more exercise. Two. Cos the trees will provide cover."
Skulduggery. Not wanting to start an argument. Agreed and followed.
After 20 minutes of walking they came to a clearing. "What in the world?" Was the only thing Valkery could think to say. 46 mages and 13 cleavers lay dead. some ripped to shreads others bones crushed.
"Oh god. Skulduggery I think darquess found a way back here."
