[You have successfully killed a Tier 0 - Level 3 …]
The moon cast its ethereal glow upon the barricade that obstructed the main road, its lunar light painting a scene of motion akin to droplets of blood cascading from a somber fountain.
In the aftermath lay the source of the blood—a man wreathed in wisps of smoke.
His eyes dilated, holding the memory of his final moments, and his lips clung onto a cigarette, frozen in a gesture of eternal reflection. The tendrils of smoke intertwined with his last breath, rising like mournful spirits.
The smoking man's body surrendered to gravity, its strength relinquished. A swift descent from the 5-meter-high barricade walls to the ground below echoed through the air.
THUD!
