Dean Bruce reached out and checked the woman's breathing. After confirming she was completely lifeless, he pulled out a short sword from his robe and swiftly slashed it across her throat.
No one knew if this woman might have some kind of magic to fake her death or use an illusion to trick them. Dean decided it was safest to end her life himself, ensuring there would be no surprises later.
However, her final words before death had clearly unsettled Prani Joy and the others, leaving them with concerned expressions.
After a long moment of hesitation, as the anti-magic field dissipated around them, Prani Joy finally turned to Dean Bruce, an apologetic look on his face. "Mr. Dean, I have a rather difficult request. I'm not sure if I should ask."
"If it's a difficult request, then there's no need to ask," Dean Bruce replied bluntly. He had already accomplished his objective and had no intention of staying in this cursed place any longer.
