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  • Zen watched Al for a second, wondering if this was a trick, before Zen slowly put his gun away and lifted Maxine up. He began walking and he mumbled to Al as he walked past, "I'm coming back to sort things out." His walk then got slightly quicker as he heading towards a hospital.

  • Groggily, Maxine looked up at Zen. "Why didn't you just let me die...?" she whispered.

  • Snake watched them go before turning to her snake grabbing it by the neck and cutting off its head "I don't have a cobra, I have a Inland Taipen." She said hissing a snake darting out of the shadows wrapping itself around her

  • Zen glanced down at her, "Because you don't deserve to die and I care about you." He kept a straight face and remained calm as he continued walking.

  • Zen walked to the hospital and informed the nurse. She took over and moved Maxine to another room. Zen stood and waited by the door for a moment, holding his hands behind hi back before silently slipping out of the room. He began walking back to Al with narrowed eyes.

  • Snake looked up at Zen "The pleasure was all mine." She said doing a small bow

  • Soon, Maxine woke up. Dressed in a hospital gown, she tentatively stepped out of her bed. The room was dark now, the doctors had thought she was still asleep. On the crook of her neck, a bandage was wrapped where the snake had bit her.

  • Azazel looked at her "You all right?" She asked

  • Zen gulped and pointed the gun back at Al. He realised he had made a stupid mistake for coming back. "Not necessarily." He replied fearlessly, furrowing his eyebrows. He just needed to find a way to flee and he would be okay.

  • Zen took a step backwards, raising his head slightly. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to waste your bullets on a scrawny kid like me, would you?" He raise an eyebrow, still aiming the gun at him.