YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE...MAYBE TWICE!
As the cursed stood there howling and cheering on the defeat of one, they soon realized the second piece of meat was not giving up so easily. Miguel leaped into the air towards a near by building then ran against the wall until he reached the roof top. Dropping to his stomach he covered his ears, the large victorious cursed that had seen the end of Marco grunted and barked at the others near him, giving them orders in their own right. They slowly decended upon the hut circling it and guaranteeing no escape for their lunch that now sat upon it.
The cursed moved in a uniformed fashion two covered each door way and the rest started to smash out the windows and bang on the walls. Belial watched from her perch inside one of the sealed off buildings only half a block away, she had never seen such order in the cursed before. She removed her rifle and started to set it up just in case the cursed decided to come after her next, she was sure they weren't but at the same time one could never be to carefull.