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The Serpent desperately resisted the onslaught of the squad, enduring one blow after another, but ultimately, the mercenaries' strength prevailed – the monster fell, struck down by yet another of Amanda's arrows. The path deeper into the cave, to potential resource deposits, was clear. But it was too early to rejoice; every victory came at a price, and the price for this one, it seemed, was Jin's life – bitten in the heat of battle, the warrior was weakening with each passing minute and, without a doubt, would not be able to make the journey back to Silvergarde.
—Is anyone able to help him? — there was no uncertainty or anxiety in Abigail's voice. In her short life, she had seen many deaths and, by this point, had become accustomed to accepting them as a given. A rather unpleasant given, but not one that she could, in most situations, do anything about. Besides, based on her observations, she could say that showing excessive emotion rarely helped – usually, it only made things worse. And panic in the squad was certainly the last thing she needed right now.