Snippet #1360601

Jo was still quite relaxed walking around and singing until she heard the howling and stopped. "Holly shit", she whispered as the sound seemed to chill every inch of her spine. Her smile shut suddenly and her blues eyes narrowed as she realized the gargoyle statues were cracking. "Creepy howl, creepy statues cracking..." She chuckled, as she began to speed up towards the place the sound had clearly come from. "How delightful!"

As Jo moved another howl was heard, and she realized she was standing really close. She began to almost run, now realizing she had unsheathed the sword she carried on her back. She came to a stop as she reached the center of the town. She didn't mind as much the fact that there were people already there. After a moment of watching what seemed to be a werewolf jump in the well and tear it apart.

Jo then noticed a guy running after the thing. She snickered. "Oh, bad idea..." She nodded as the guy's twin stopped him. She remembered seeing them before, as well as the girl they were with. She figured she should have paid more attention, but shrugged it off.
She looked from the other assassins to the entrance where the well had been. She sighed, smiling slightly at the other people. "Well... I missed a little bit of excitement, as it seems."

She stared at the trio as they seemed to decide whether to go in or not. She didn't know about the rest of them, but she had never seen a werewolf-type-thing, like that before so... She thought maybe caution was in order here. "Shouldn't we maybe take care of that creature and then decide who wins this thing? I don't know about you all, but... Win or lose, I'd rather live." She spoke in a casual tone, and not actually to anyone in particular, tossing a fire orb in the air playfully with her left hand while still holding the sword in her right. Sure it was a competition, but... Jo assumed that if they wasted time trying to squeeze through that hole at the same time, none of them would get anywhere.