The darkness of the night met a cloaked Vera in front of the alleyway that was the closest to the pub.
She had her trusty knife hooked on her waist and her backpack full of explosives, inflammable liquids and materials to produce fire... a mahogany tree's weakness is fire.
It's almost time and Sasha didn't appear... she didn't even go back to the room.
Vera sighed and rubbed her forehead, maybe she truly felt a little sad and a little scared that she was going to do this by herself.
'If it's without the two of you, I'd rather not roam this land... I came to this conclusion, I tried but couldn't... that's why I will do this and perhaps... we will be together again, if not here... in the other life.'
She mocked her own thoughts, how could there be life after hell? this is literally the 'other life'...
"Sasha..." she sighed once again and decided to wait just a little more.
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