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Cas felt a sting of envy in his gut as the older boy managed to make the kill instead, but it disappeared as soon as it had arrived. pacing toward Charon, he waved his plume in admiration. "good shot, zombro," the Mayfair child exulted, lowering his muzzle to sniff at the limp body. the blood-scent wafted into his nose and his stomach growled audibly. "you first. eat its brains, of course, or it might wake up into a zombie," Cas pointed out matter-of-factly.