Eastern Slion kingdom In a remote village on the mountainside. In a deep cave. Clank. Clank. Boom. Boom. Slash. Countless screams could be heard echoing from the inside almost as if the dead were on a rampage! "Sir they are breaking through, we have to abandon this dungeon if you don't give us a hand" urged a desperate official ranker of an unknown guild. The man standing next to him, remained calm and composed,had a demeanour that of an angel, he had gold rimmed glasses sit firmly at his nose bridge,he lowered them and stared at his teammates losing control of their bodies as it squirmed and twitched uncontrollably. He raised his left hand and closed he eyes as if in prayer. In a calm voice he muttered,"deliver". A series bright of light(s) shone from him as it obliterated everything in his path and gave his struggling teammates a calmness that felt unnatural. "Did you heal them sir Thomas" the desperate ranker asked expectantly "They are gone, it had already reached their hearts" The desperate ranker's eyes, which were welling, widened. "Heal the wounded, and let's continue, we have to keep up with Collin's group" "What were you expecting this is an unofficial dungeon, a zin9 at that, get ahold of yourself Peter",said Thomas On his palm was a gold cross that glittered with rays of light(s). It flickered as he moved. Yet the cave retained it vast darkness and distant sounds of battle could be heard echoing throughout the cave. "This is just unbelievable we are yet to enter the actual thing and it's like this", Thomas couldn't help but lament. Doom. "They must have found the first entrance" Peter gave a suggestion. "Then it's truly beginning, how many of us would make it back" Thomas asked half jokingly "Easy for you to say, when you have an artifact to escape from desperate situations"Peter added silently to his heart.
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