Shrieks of horror echoed through the town. It was a declaration of war, and with it, blood stained the streets of Waeldeshore once more.

Zargon made his shot, and the attack was a success. The crowd scrambled as the bats jabbed at them, picking at whoever they could. And in the center of it all, lay Lord Marshall Weyland Jr., the newest official as mayor. Dead.

Not far from the scene, was Genevieve and the rest of the adventures, had they still lingered in the town. Genevieve's face went pale. This was one attack that she hadn't seen coming. Everything was happening so quickly. 

She shouted to the group, half of them already on their heels, "If I've earned even an ounce of your trust, of your confidence, please stand with me in defense of this world. I will need a small group with me to fend off this monster and aid any injured. The rest of you, hurry now! Get up that mountain and retrieve that stone!"

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