Dungeon Raider System
The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
Darkness in the light
In a beautiful and modern office in one of the tallest buildings on the city, a meeting was being held. Sitting at the table, Uriel, Nika, Medusa and Sam discussed matters just like in the old times. It was early in the morning and the sunlight breached through the spotless windows, there were fancy snacks on the luxurious table, all sorts of hot and cold beverages and people at the sides waiting to serve them.
"Did they finish the hospital on the north district?" Sam asked.
"Yes, a couple days ago thanks to the help of the Cryptid hunting association. I have to say it, I can't believe our numbers, welfare is quite the business." Medusa replied.
"It's not just welfare, it's people's approval what earns us money. We need to continue the charity work, every coin spent in the slums is an investment." Uriel added.