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Swiss~
A sword came crashing down, slicing the head.
"There he goes."
A smirk formed on the lips of the person who had just taken a life.
"Ah, Did we really need to stop to kill him? Don't we have more important things to consider?" Another voice came from behind.
"Worry about what? The storm stopped. We don't have any reason to hide in the Headquarters anymore," The first man said, wiping the blood from his sword on the cloth of the Warlock Council member he had just killed.
"Who knew we would still miss some of them despite checking everywhere. These rats are really sneaky," he added, smiling.
The two of them were Uprising members that were going back when they noticed a Warlock Council member hiding behind a dumpster. They couldn't help but take him out as well.
