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System Notification:
[ Mercenary Reinforcements Detected. ]
[ Total Hostiles: 12 ]
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"Well, this is cozy," Gregarious said while gripping his sword tightly. "I hope you all wrote your wills."
The rogue assassin reappeared at the front of the group, smirking. "Welcome to our little party. I hope you didn't think you'd leave here alive."
Boris raised his axe, glaring at the mercenaries. "Bring it on."
"Ezran," Lilo whispered, "any big spells left?"
"Barely," Ezran admitted as sweat pooled on his forehead.
Gregarious smirked despite the tension. "Well, good thing I'm here. I've got enough hot air for all of us."
"Well, well. You've made it far, but this is where your luck runs out," the assassin said while stepping forward.
"Luck?" Gregarious quipped while raising his sword. "My lord says I make my own luck!"
