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Lez growled furiously as he glared out the window of his apartment, watching Mono and his ragtag group of cowards escape into an alleyway. The mismatched eyed teenager didn’t know where the hell they were going, but he didn’t care, Mono wasn’t going to get away from him again. Thinking quickly, Lez sprinted over to a bow and arrow that had a stick of dynamite attached. Without too much trouble, Lez hoisted up the bow near the open window, pulled out a match, lit both it and the string on the dynamite. Taking in a deep breath, Lez pulled on the bow and arrow then fired.
The boy let out a mad cackle as he watched his weapon fly right at Mono, knocking the boy in the back of the head and Alle in the face as she turned around. However, his joy was short-lived when he looked downwards to see he was actually holding the arrow with the dynamite instead of the bow. “Shit,” was all Lez could say before the thing exploded in his face. Lez was not amused.