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Intentions

A sharp glint flashed in Izroth's eyes as he returned his Sword of The Storm to its sheath.

Izroth's words and actions caused the players to become furious. What madness! Not only did he sheathe his weapon, but to say that he'll only need one of them? Wasn't he looking down on them too much? Did he really think that he would be able to deal with them so easily now that the Veil of Serok was lifted? Dream on!

Trinity, along with her party, surrounded Izroth at every angle so that there was no way for him to escape. Although none of them specialized in head-on confrontations, what could one player possibly do against the five of them?

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