...Was a skeleton telling him he was doing something physically impossible? That was so wrong.

"Did we vent enough yet --?!" one Hunter began, at the top of his lungs, then promptly ground to a halt as Dust leveled his sword at him with a smoldering intensity that even they couldn't ignore.

The situation had changed. Three on one they might have figured they could take Dust, weapon or no. But with the skeleton and his freaky powers on the Scion's side, this wasn't a fun bar brawl any more. The three of them closed their ranks, retreating back a step.

"Get out of here," Dust said, barely louder than a whisper.