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Well, that just happened...

Wyndressa dismissed the spell. Next came the arduous process of cleaning Corpse Maker of the blood she spilled.

Then suddenly the cavalry came rolling in, hurling shit at them. Wyn needed only to shadowstep out of the way. But, even she had to realize she was burning herself with the amount of mana she was spending. She probably should've bitten that shirtless sod. But, hindsight is always sharper than foresight.

[@Slypheed]

Then suddenly Owl-Mage!

Wyn couldn't help blinking, it suddenly dawning on her that this giant birdy was on their side. And preparing a spell of some sort. Wyn noted which direction the villagers retreated. The village was saved... Mostly. As evidenced by the last of the burning homes finally collapsing.

Well, at least the villagers were safe.

A tumbleweed bounced over a villager's corpse as it rolled by.

It's been a long evening.

"Oi, birdie..." Wyn didn't have time for proper introductions. "How long can ye' keep that shield up? We got's to get outta 'ere!"