In the shadows, two villagers appointed by Baktou stood watchful, guarding the front door of a mysterious mine that surprised their enemies.
The wooden wall stood proudly surrounding the village preventing anyone from entering, so unless they tried to climb the wall or break it, none of them had the ability to enter it.
Moga, known for his cunning and stealth hunting abilities, crept silently through the underbrush, his eyes glinting with malevolence. With swift, deadly precision, he and his fellow rogues ambushed the unsuspecting guards, dragging them into the obscurity of the bush and ending their lives with cold, calculating ruthlessness by snapping their necks.
"What is this place? How did they do all this?" One of Moga's underlings questioned, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of innovativeness in the mine.
