'So I've heard,' Cass answered without thinking, throwing the last of this batch of bombs before deviating, remembering the conversation with Percy before he left.
He would definitely try to keep safe, he was sick of the Shack, had enough of it for a life time, and for all his sarcasm, he knew that Percy would not take him being injured too well.
Looking towards the edge of the town he thought he saw movement. 'I think we brought them out,' he shouted, heading for a final round of bombs.