Alan turns to stare back at the inhabitants of the city, as he wonders what to do next.
Kill them all? Kill the heinous criminals who capture monsters and kidnap humans, train and breed them to sell as slaves? What must he do to the slaves? What must he do?
As he regains his clarity, finding himself in the middle of the demonic humans, each one carefully looking at him, ready to either pounce or dart away at the slightest moment... Alan wakes up.
'...'
He searches deep within himself, in order to invoke [Dominatus] once more, but the skill has already gone to sleep. It has dealt with the minor annoyance and considers the job done. Alan knows more than that, somehow.
