Sebastian approached the gates, feeling excited. He was about to enter the refuge.
"Witold," Sebastian said with a mean smile. "I hope you enjoyed your time in charge, because today it's about to end badly for you."
With murderous thoughts, Sebastian reached the Refuge gates. He put on a fake friendly smile, pretending to be a harmless craftsman one last time before he would cause chaos inside.
The guards saw him approaching and let him enter, after having exchanged some pleasantries, and the ever present warnings the two dudes gave the rune master each time they saw him.
"Time to start," Sebastian smirked as the refuge's doors opened.
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Without his helpers or undead by his side, the rune master felt oddly exposed.
But it wasn't like he had a way to sneak the undead in. As for the helpers, he could make them whenever he needed, so that wasn't a problem.
