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Cross-World Mixology: Bartending For Another World

Every few days somewhere in another world a bar opens up for 3 days and nights only and disappears on the 4th day. The owner and his apprentice makes drinks for any race whether you're a king, a monster, the undead, or anyone else and to anyone who accepts hospitality to be in the bar of otherworldly tastes, a bar named the Phantom Cat. Some say the owner has a secret that his own people don't know except his regulars. What secret could it be?

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Unbinding Retribution

We soldiered on to slicing more and more layers while fighting off the monster's efforts to stop us from doing so. He probably doesn't know what we're doing to him but he's probably in a lot of pain already because of our constant attacks. Layer by layer, strand for strand, a muscle for a muscle we kept on keeping up with the pace we're doing yesterday.

Seems like I'm in deep into this wound now and from the looks of it we're still not done here. Knowing this something happened to the monster. Seems like he's using his excess flesh of him to summon smaller versions of him to fight us off. 

Clever for him to start doing this, to be honest. But just like handling rude and tough customers handle them with caution and apprehend them as quickly as possible.

"Everyone you seeing this?" Said Mr. Erik.

"Yeah, he's summoning smaller monsters that might hinder us."

"Remember kill them all on-sight." Said Mr. Erik.

"Roger that!" Said Everyone.