Siverfale
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While his comrades were spouting all sorts of silly phrases, hacking and looting corpses, Sieverfall decided to take a little walk on his own. He was even whistling a cheerful tune, thinking to himself:
"Yeah, I really messed up at the beginning of the battle with 'The Abyss'. Luckily, I redeemed myself afterward, or they would have completely considered me a useless loser. Aha, now I'm in my element."
Sitting in front of Sieverfall was a Soldier-9, staring blankly into space and drooling. Looking around and making sure no one was nearby, the mage cast the "Energy Drain" spell on him, followed by "Essence Drain," to the fullest extent. Although the idiot couldn't fully comprehend the world, he could still feel the simplest concept of pain. Therefore, very soon, heart-wrenching screams echoed over the gorge, which didn't stop for a long time...
When Sieverfall returned to the rest of the group, he could barely restrain himself from whistling the song even more cheerfully – however, fearing hypocritical moralizing and sanctimoniousness from his comrades-in-arms, he nevertheless held back.
"He was practically a dead man," the sorcerer explained, "so I just ended his suffering. Not in the quickest way, but in the most useful way for all of us."
"Yeah, I really messed up at the beginning of the battle with 'The Abyss'. Luckily, I redeemed myself afterward, or they would have completely considered me a useless loser. Aha, now I'm in my element."
Sitting in front of Sieverfall was a Soldier-9, staring blankly into space and drooling. Looking around and making sure no one was nearby, the mage cast the "Energy Drain" spell on him, followed by "Essence Drain," to the fullest extent. Although the idiot couldn't fully comprehend the world, he could still feel the simplest concept of pain. Therefore, very soon, heart-wrenching screams echoed over the gorge, which didn't stop for a long time...
When Sieverfall returned to the rest of the group, he could barely restrain himself from whistling the song even more cheerfully – however, fearing hypocritical moralizing and sanctimoniousness from his comrades-in-arms, he nevertheless held back.
"He was practically a dead man," the sorcerer explained, "so I just ended his suffering. Not in the quickest way, but in the most useful way for all of us."
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?