"Traitors, perish!"
With a furious shout, the City Lord hurled a massive, enchanted water sphere that crashed down on *Battle Angel* and his *Third Heaven* guild members, scattering them in an explosive spray.
Meanwhile…
In Damien's friends list, frantic messages from *Battle Angel* began to flood in:
"Damien, what's going on? Why is the City Lord here?"
"Hehe, your job was to draw his attention."
"What?! Damien, you used me!"
"No, no, it's not 'using' you—it's all for the guild's success. Sacrifices have to be made!"
"Damn you…"
Before *Battle Angel* could finish his message, his icon faded to gray, signaling his death.
