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WHAT WENT ON INSIDE THE ZONE DURING HUNTING SEASON #8


As soon as the Knights were released into The Zone unarmed, PAUL THE MONK walked up to Despare.

"I have a strong hunch they will be gunning for you again. Keep these," Paul took a bunch of HPs out from his HP bag.

"You have saved my life more than once, Paul. How will I ever repay you?" Despare replied with a smile.

"All for the team, and for you my friend," Paul remarked with a big grin, and both of them started running towards their hiding places in The Zone.


Shortly after, all the Diablo Slayers came running in. This time, there was no gathering around or spoken words, but the Slayers merely dispersed to different parts of The Zone almost immediately.

Sector A:

DUDE GUADALUPE crouched quietly. A hurried patter of running feet echoed from the dry leaves on the forest floor, followed by heavy breathing. MURDERDOLL looked around at the trees and the bushes, and spotted nothing which could make a good hiding place. She stood still for a moment and tried to remember where the caves were. Dude knew he had his chance.

He stood up and faced Murderdoll directly. Before Murderdoll could even think...

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

Murderdoll was left a mere spectator as the bullets ripped into her body opening up plenty of fleshy red holes all over her. She quietly fell back, grabbing at her HPs in the process. Dude licked his lips as he dropped his empty Machine Gun down, as Murderdoll dragged herself behind a tree, patching herself up in the process.


POSHER heard the shots away to his right. He instantly knew one or some of his teammates had come across a Knight, and there wasnt a moment to lose. He ran forward towards the right, lifting his Machine Gun up in gleeful anticipation. Pretty soon, he came through the undergrowth to where Dude was walking back. Posher raised an eyebrow at him quizzically, and Dude jerked his head towards the left. Posher ran to the left, and came across the clearing where Murderdoll lay bleeding, taking in deep breaths as the HPs healed her wounds.

Posher moved slightly, and Murderdoll heard him. Without turning back for a glance, Murderdoll tried to jump forward to run. But in her weakened state all she could manage was a feeble half-jump, half-slide forward. Posher was not ready to let his target go so easily.

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!
BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

The bullets tore through Murderdoll's back and thighs, opening up plenty of holes which threw out red hot boiling blood from them. Murderdoll sighed and moaned once loudly, clutching at her HP bag. Posher threw down his Machine Gun and jumped in glee once, yelling at no one in particular. Dude merely looked back to where the happy shout had come from, then rolled his eyes.


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