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.. And well, a bit of ball of.. pure hatred, so to speak, crushed down on the kings head.. making every limb of it sinking into the ground, as the once dark atmosphere, immediately lifted.. it was now bright and slightly sunny again.. to think, something as “weak” as that, could cause environmental changes.
“… You know you wont sweet talk your way out of this, come along now.. I have gathered all I wanted for today, we will have undead warriors sent after us by early morning tomorrow, it’ll be a war like scenery. That is what always happens when the king is brought, but once he’ dead.. then it’s worse.”