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Sam wasn't very happy with the news. He was a very capable hunter, but he could only do so much against an army. He'd have to check for himself, of course, but if Edison was telling the truth, he'd need to gather as many capable hunters as he was able to field against the demonic fortress. One hand rose from Edison's waist, and Sam rubbed at his eyes tiredly. No rest for the wicked.
"When we get to Turley, I'll take you to a cartographer." He said, a plan beginning to form in his head. His hand returned to Edison's waist.
"I'll go to verify this stronghold. While I'm gone, I'm afraid I'll have to ask a favor of you. Rally the hunters that you can find. There are a small band of them that work out of Turley, and they might just be willing to take you at your word if you tell them that you're working with me."
A sick, twisting feeling rose in Samuel's guts. "We're not ready for a war. Any idea on the numbers of this army? How people were being corrupted, and how it is being amassed so secretly?"
"When we get to Turley, I'll take you to a cartographer." He said, a plan beginning to form in his head. His hand returned to Edison's waist.
"I'll go to verify this stronghold. While I'm gone, I'm afraid I'll have to ask a favor of you. Rally the hunters that you can find. There are a small band of them that work out of Turley, and they might just be willing to take you at your word if you tell them that you're working with me."
A sick, twisting feeling rose in Samuel's guts. "We're not ready for a war. Any idea on the numbers of this army? How people were being corrupted, and how it is being amassed so secretly?"