Nova hummed, a smirk on his face, and looked at the defeated guys, saying, "You should have just listened or turned around and walked away." It is what any reasonable person will do when outmatched and outnumbered; only a fool would try to do otherwise.
Kiros glanced at him, seeing his victorious smile, and he chuckled. He knew that Nova was cooking something in his head, a way to get this done, but he also knew the risks and would not go through with the plan unless it would actually give them a fighting chance.
Dravon leaned back against a wall as he kept a close eye on them and his eyes narrowed as he smoked, lost in his thoughts about what they would do next. If this actually worked, he also kind of hoped the woman would not be their enemy, even though she was with the Creeds. To him, they had enough of those, they did not need more of them as yet.
