[center]Edict pulls his sword from the deceased Demon and sheathes it. "[b]This place is very unpleasant.[/b]"

He then sits down, while tenderly massaging the burn mark on his neck, at the scorched bar and drags one of the few surviving drinks over to himself. The Hunter then sighs and takes a long, deep drink.
"[b]Goddamn demons...[/b]", Edict mutters. Looking towards the others, the hunter flashes a small smirk. "[b]Not the nice stroll along the shore you guys thought this would be, huh?[/b]"
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