Thel comes out of hiding seeing the situation unfold between them.
Lensay's smashed skull drips with a black substance that he could only assume was blood dripping to the floor.
Hisha's devilish smirk widens further knowing full well he has won against someone so strong yet still unable to defeat him.
Raising his fist, he continues punching away every part of his body till he lies motionless on the ground.
[Host, he's dead, you have your raw carnage points, there isn't any need to overdo things here... right? Right!?]
HTC asks worriedly with a scared emoji.
Hisha nods his head before responding. 'Yeah, sure. I got ahead of myself.'
Unsure if it was safe to approach, Thel cautiously steps closer watching carefully as Hisha picks up Lensay's corpse.
Taking off his cloak, he wraps it around Lensay's limp form and then carries him over his shoulder while walking toward Thel's hideout.
