Fletcher laughed as everyone started to scatter around the space, a few running into the wards, bouncing back. The fear in their eyes was something he reveled in, even if it wasn't how he should feel. He was positively giddy at this moment. The fact that they still thought they might get out alive was just laughable.
He watched Terrence run after them, a smirk spreading across his lips. He pulled out another arrow and fit it in place before looking towards the other man as he came back over to him. "We all fall down," he said softly before going out into the park and starting to chase down their victims. It was like a game of cat and mouse, minus that cats and mice and adding two grown men and some poor sods with targets painted on them.
He couldn't keep the laughter from escaping as he got another on in the back. He'd say he was sorry, but he'd decided against saying things he didn't mean for the time being.