Massacre

"Grrrr!"

With a gurgle of blood and a last, rattling breath, the third leader collapsed to the ground. His eyes remained wide open in disbelief, as if he couldn't accept his own death. Ethan wiped the blood from his sword with a satisfied grin, clearly pleased with its performance.

"All done," Ethan said, stepping back from the lifeless body.

"Good work," Justin replied, giving a nod of approval. "Now, let's move on to the next task."

"What should we do with the dungeon rewards the first group had?" Ethan asked, glancing at the loot they had gathered.

Surprisingly, the only group that had any dungeon rewards among the attackers had been the first one. The other two groups carried nothing more than items from standard shops. Perhaps they had already lost their rewards to someone else, or maybe they never undertook any dungeon quests in the first place. It was a bit disappointing, but the ease of their victory made up for the lack of valuable loot.