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/Drip…/
[DING]
[You have completed the Mission, Fall of Ingur (Reenactment)]
"... Yeah…"
"I can tell." Dale spoke out loud as he held the head of a man, throwing it aside
/Thud... Splat.../
Deep within Ingur, a wide throne room had been built.
But what was once a grandiose place was now a pile of corpses... And its once dark marble ground had been painted red.
Dark Priests of all Ranks and ages, together with even their leader, the head on the ground.
On the ground in front of him and behind the Archpriest's body stood the bifurcated remains of some kind of abomination, a creature that was being summoned but had its ritual cut short by Dale's brutal murder of everyone in the room.
Weakened due to a failed summoning, the creature was easily slain by him also.
"My throat's a bit dry…"
'Do they sell food in Babylon too? Even if I can't die while in the tower...'
