Sakuramoria

“He’s more like an actor,” Leyla whispered, “unless everything that’s happening to us is a collective illusion. I suggest we try to intimidate him.” If this bandit were real, the situation could be described as quite unpleasant. The foul smell assaulting your nostrils. The disfigured corpses of past victims, now saving you and having once paid the price with their lives. And the robber with a knife, who so kindly turned on the light, didn’t slit the throats of defenseless girls and generally tried to look as menacing as possible. Unfortunately, knowing that this whole situation was “just for show” somewhat diminished the magic. As did the fact that three out of the four members of their group were not only armed but also knew how to use their weapons.

“Maybe this isn’t really part of the attraction?” Ladia asks, her voice tinged with fear.

“And the attraction wasn’t closed down after so many… incidents,” the Tauren girl nodded towards the pile of corpses, “and so many missing persons? Even if we assume that the creators of ‘The Lair of Horrors’ are involved, who are diligently covering up inconvenient information, how much do they earn from the gawkers who have only a few coins, considering the costs of the press? For now, it all looks like part of the attraction – they lulled our vigilance with absurd events, after which, as Varya said before, ‘a robber with a knife jumped out.’”

“What a genius I am, to have come up with this trap… You better surrender, or you’ll end up like those who came before you!”

“Well, what’s that? Why surrender right away? There are four of us, and only one of you. Maybe you should be the one to surrender, instead of us?” Leyla smiled mockingly. “Although it would be even better to part ways peacefully, like civilized people. Who knows what other evil lurks here?”