Mick turned around, his gaze sweeping over Wood with full malice, then restored his usual overbearing, loud-mouthed demeanor to hide his guilty conscience.
"What are you looking at, what are you looking at! Don't you have work to do? Is the case solved yet that you're all gathered here? A bunch of useless lazybones!"
Alex had no interest in hearing him scold people. He approached Wood and quickly lowered his voice: "Alright, Toby will take care of the bodies."
"Then we'll set off too." Wood said in a low voice, his eyes becoming sharp and cold: "I will go back to the armory to request some necessary supplies. We can't catch the enemy empty-handed this time."
The blonde young man looked at Alex, assessing his slender figure a bit, and then said: "You also need to carry a weapon."
