One by one, the individuals in black cloaks dropped to the ground. Their bodies fading into the air as they turned to dust.
Merlin, with a water shaped dragon surrounding her body, watched as they faded into the air.
"Assassin classes, sigh, so annoying." She muttered to herself, before turning to the side where she could see Mordred, stabbing the bodies of the individuals, before then slicing off their heads.
All around here were the dead bodies of these individuals, their body parts soaked in their own blood.
"Tsk! Disgusting bunch, I was so angry I forgot to keep one alive." Mordred sighed, wiping the blood on her face, "How the hell do I find that idiot now?".
"You were able to kill them? They kept regenerating, weird." Said Merlin as she approached.
Mordred looked at her, "Curses and most magic types don't work on my blade, they were probably getting a direct magic source keeping them immortal, my blade severed that." She answered.
