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Matters Of The Throne

"Hold on..." The rustling of falling clothes magnifies under the silence of the night. Lying in the midst of torn corpses and bloody soil the couple entwines under the moon. Protected only by the clothes spread out beneath her the young woman shivers. Feeling the touch of his slippery tongue running across the curve of her back. "Wait." She murmurs... "I can't." The man answers as callused hands slip into the fabrics of her dress. It's not that, she tries but unable to express. "They're... watching..." The man laughs instead, "is this another way for you to reject me?" No. That's not it the young woman thought as she listens to the voices overhead. "Hey! Move over, I can't see!" "See?! What are you watching!? Roll to the side, she's my representative!" "Shut up! I can't hear the sounds!!" "Calm down everyone." Tears gather at the corner of her eyes as the young lady listen to the conversation above. Biting on her lips she really wanted to shout to the sky, "you shameless deities!! Stop watching!!!"

Xing_Yue · Fantasy
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143 Chs

Chapter 22: Night Assault

Another two waves of monsters followed after which lasted six hours and fifty-seven minutes in total. 

It was almost as if the tower knew where everyone's limits lie as it sent wave after wave to beat at the spirits of those fragile humans. Only until they were on the brink of collapsion did the waves from the system cease to allow them a momentary breath of sandy air.

[64:23:03] Sixty-four hours and twenty-three minutes left before the mission ends. 

The atmosphere around the camp has turned into an even somber mood following the death of many other players.

Currently out of the original one hundred at the beginning of the level, only seventy-five people are left. 

Nighttime's arrival urged the people within this area to raise a fire in preparation to rest.