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Mafia 105. Raid of the Damned

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The survivors decided to try and fight their way back to the exit even without Belary. All day, they prepared healing potions and bandages to support the tanks as they took the brunt of the attacks. It was clear that their chances weren't great without living healers, even if there weren't many enemies left.

As evening came and everyone went to their corners to check their gear and readiness one last time, she quietly approached Neyra:

- Hey, sweetie...

As soon as Neyra turned to the familiar, pleasant voice, her chest was pierced through by the elf's hand, filled with powerful dark energy.

- Nothing personal. I always admired your calmness and composure. It's just a shame I didn't have time for you...

Neyra only let out a rasping sound, full of agony, and then collapsed to the floor, taking her last breath.

- What's going on here?! - Mealgor rushed in, hearing the noise. - Taniel, what the hell did you do?!

The elf turned to the leader and smiled:

- Oh, it's already done, Mealgor. Everything is already finished.

Taniel snapped her fingers, and the hall was plunged into darkness...


This is not the end of the story; Tox will continue it in the next post. Thank you all for participating; Sir Gore bows.
Do you hear the people sing,
Singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again!