A crow arrived at Lucifer's window
Opening the window he snatched the letter off it and sat back down to read
As he read more and more his expression changed ever so slightly
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Agma left the now destroyed manor as he saw the imp again
"Sir you've actually done it!" The imp said clearly happy
"Take me to another one" Agma said
The imp looked horrified
"But don't you need some rest?" The imp asked hoping he would rest a bit
"No, let's just go" Sgma said clearly oblivious to the imp's nausea
"Point me in thre right direction" Agma told the imp
"2 miles west there is count bifrons, he is a necromancer, and curse user. It's said that all of his workers are undead who's rage are bottomless" The imp said
"You describe bifrons as if you don't actually know" Agma looked at the imp as he started running
"Sir all I've heard are rumors but I still know the layout better then anyone else in the low area's of hell" The imp said
"And how is it you know it?" Agma said prodding for an answer
"I'm a scout and spy for the rebel army" The imp explained
"I've read the most about the geography of hell while serving under a noble" The imp said, trusting the man who took down a demon noble
An achievement witch the rebels hadn't even thought of yet
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Bifrons sat upon a throne of bones
He looked so old and frail as if a skeleton himself when a crow reached his window
Picking up the letter from the crow he started reading
"There is a traitor amongst the nobles, figure out who they are and remove them at once, this letter is going out to all nobles in the low area of hell
-Lucifer"
"Ohhhh how quaint, a traitor, I wonder if he will make a good puppet" Bifrons said laughing
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Agma ran till he saw a manor in the distance
There were no guards, no archers, just a decrepit wall
Dropping the imp Agma ran and jumped over the wall
As he saw the inside it was all bare dirt surrounding the manor
Landing he started to walk to the front door
Then he felt a small tug *Crack*
Looking down his leg was grabbed by a skeleton's arm witch was removed from its body
'Why are there so many necromancers…' Agma thought as he crushed its skull
Then more skeletons rose out of the ground
Hundreds in the small space
Then he heard laughing
"Kekekekeke who would have thought thre traitor would come to me willingly, Curse Of Decay!" The old man yelled as Agma felt like his bones started to wither, and his muscles atrophy
But he still stood
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Player inflicted with curse of decay, stats reduced by 4 every minute. To regain stats wait for a day or kill the caster
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Agma then quickly ran at Bifrons ignoreing the skeletons
He circulated his blood faster and threw a punch at him