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Mafia 105. Raid of the Damned

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Night Three. When the Angels are Silent.

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For once, the healer was praying. Unlike her companion, she wasn't a priestess, but she would sometimes turn to the Lord to receive his blessing. Perhaps, objectively, there was no point in this, but it helped her to focus and gain confidence. After finishing her prayer, she began preparing her signature, incredibly powerful spell. "Tonight, no one will die..." she firmly believed.

Alas, even her efforts could not save Nephela. In the morning, they first discovered her head, separated from her body by a single, clean blow. Sighs, screams, and weeping filled the room, but the loudest were the curses directed at those who had sent her on this mission, those who had destroyed her young life, by the standards of her race. And someone even noticed that such a heinous act would have earned a 20-year sentence at the Nuremberg trials.

Something strange continued to happen with Ment. Perhaps it was the stress, but he was clearly not thinking clearly in the morning and couldn't say anything coherent. But, despite this, he moved quite briskly, as if his body, on the contrary, was filled with energy. And someone whispered that Ment had a rather unpleasant, swampy odor.

Living members of the raid:
1. Ment
2. Gur
3. Ple-Sen
5. Zlobny Yashchur
7. Nebo
8. Heroist
9. Fragment
10. Neyra Drake
11. KindShaman
12. Azuchi
13. MasteR

Fallen heroes:
4. Nephela
6. Morning