"Put down your weapon"
Belga's sword rested heavily on Brama's shoulder, leaving her with little choice but to surrender. She looked around the room, desperately searching for a way out, but with no energy left, she knew it was futile. Slowly, she lowered her hands and surrendered, and Belga kicked away her sword. As he prepared to deliver the final blow, Belga hesitated for a moment. Despite her crimes, Brama had been an elite hunter for a long time, and it seemed only fair to allow her to utter her last words.
"Any last word?"
She laughs at Belga's question
"It's not over yet."
"??"
"Our god would not fall that easily, our faith is still within the cult."
Belga made a weird face at Brama's words.
"What do you mean?"
This should have all been over after he killed Brama right? A cult without a leader would lose the faith of its people. How could the cult exist after its leader is dead? unless...
Bang!
