*Blam* I had fired one revolver emtpy already and the creatures were still coming, whatever they were I gave them points for survivability. I could see my blind companion had used his bladed staff as some kind of pole vault to impale one and then spring into another completely unrelated horrible creature thing (they weren't super horrible, just kind of raggedy clothed and hard to kill sons of whatever misbegotten whore mothers spawn, they also had really big fangs). I was backing up as they approached, going for wounding shots to the legs over shots to the chest as those didn't seem to be doing me a whole lot of good.
"Don't let them bite you!" I heard the blind man call out from amongst a group of body parts and blood. I found myself very thankful that despite him not needing it, apparently he lit his sleeping area, gods know that if this was to be fought in the dark I'd be a dead man.
"Why not?" I had holstered the empty revolver and drew my fresh one blasting it almost empty immediately to prevent a particularly large beast from eating me.
"Whatever they have spreads by bite, you get bitten you become them."
"Good to know." I mouthed asshole under my breath, I had backed myself into a wall and had to do a fast reload, ejecting shells as fast as I could reload them in. I had finished just in time for a particularly spry little jerk to come leaping at me, I caught him mid leap right in the head, the round obliterated the head and coated me in the remains, his limp body smashed into me and knocked me over. I could see from the carnage the battle was over (for now) the blind man was shaking his weapon clean.
"What were they?"
"Constant sources of sorrow for me." It was as descripive a term for annoyances as I'd ever heard. My revolver was still smoking, it shook a little in my hand as my nerves got to me.
"Well glad that we had this little chat." I have to say my normal issues versus the blind mans made me feel better I had recently only dealt with annoyances.
"You don't even want to know why you can't use magic, or have magic used against you?" He said it in a way that implied there was more to the story, of course there was, there always is. And tomorrow I'll explain, naturally.
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