"In position, good. He's right there. Good thing Mark and Sean have someone to protect them, or else he..." Michael fired, killing a stray mask. "Would kill them."

Sean jumped at the bullet noise. He turned around and a dead mask was on the ground, a hole through his head.

Mark spun around. "What the?"

The rednette turned to the Irishman. "How? Where?" He looked around frantically.

Michael jumped down, landing in a pool of conjured air. "Hello. I am Michael of the YT Resistance. I am part of Group AH. Please join me so we can help you."

"And why should we join you?"

"Because, you end up like your friend back there.

And it isn't fun being dead, is it?"