The old Shaman turned and was about to approach the statue to return the wand when his body froze. He could not even open his mouth to scream before a cold dagger slit his throat, and his body fell. A hand grabbed the wand, and the next moment, the wand disappeared. What appeared in front of all the shamans was a boy.
The Gnoll Brutes started charging at him, with Beta Gnolls following their lead. The enraged Shamans started casting their spells. Every Gnoll was ready to teach this ignorant human a lesson: how dare he kill their head Shaman and taint the Holy Wand with his dirty hands?
Unfortunately, the boy didn't have time. He said, "It would have been a little warm-up, Pity! I can't let others wait too long. Let's finish everything here quickly."
