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They didn't seemed to notice Roman's presence yet, maybe knew he was here but didn't know he was awake. And he's standing just a few meters away from them. But being outside under the chaotic huge moonlight would require them a few minutes to adjust their visions to the dimly lit room.
"And let's not forget Benjamin," The third intruder indicated by gesturing with his forefinger at the limp body laid beside them. "He got him, but the poison had already spread through his brain."
"That be a triple fuck, yeah?" The first male said. "Cussing isn't gon' shove those piece of shit back to the hellhole yee crawled from. Let's get me third mate buried and flee this house before it falls off." His Irish accent could be detected with deep observation. He leaned towards the dead male with intentions of getting him out to bury him, but his action was curtained by the female who suddenly spoke out.