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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.'

NanaiSensei · Urbano
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Out of the fire

After the fruitless exploration of the Alamo fort, the way back was mostly uneventful. Safe for a few encounter with beast rank cryptids that were easily taken care of, there wasn't much worth mentioning. If anything, the only thing to note was that, contrary to Uriel's expectations, Mark behaved properly and didn't try to pull any of his usual crap.

Uriel was the first one to reach the west gate as he was still running in front of everyone. Though the long distance they traversed on foot had made everyone of them sweat profusely, even Mark who was a heavenly rank was exhausted.

The guards at the gate let them in through the pedestrian entrance as usual. The sight of a familiar place made them feel safe. The long hall, the electric lights hanging high from the ceiling and the buzzing sounds of a high transit area also made them feel home.