Point-of-View: Kumar Silva
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"Alright, that's the last of them!"
"Mission complete, we took care of those damn monsters!"
"Hell, yeah, party back home tonight!"
They all sure seem on top of the world right now, don't they? Except for three Wights who had surrendered and joined our side at the very end, all the Wights in this area were gone now, the air filled with the stench of blood, as their corpses lay sprawled all over the battlefield.
We'd suffered some casualties too, and only six of us were left now. Zarina had survived, unfortunately. The rest, I don't really know.
And of the six of us, only two weren't celebrating...me, of course, and another guy, forgot his name, but I remember him fighting Kilzachs during the X-Warrior Championship...oh, right, Nikolai something or other.
"This is messed up, their gleeful reactions to this genocide," He remarked, as he stepped up next to me.