At the same time.
The Netherworld, deep within the barren plain.
The exploration squad of more than a dozen players now had only three people left.
The rest had all turned into white light and revived back in the city. Before leaving, each of them had cursed loudly.
"What the hell is this skeleton?!"
"It's cheating, right?!"
"Report it! Report it!"
Silt did not care about any of this at all.
She crouched on the ground, casually picking at the nonexistent scraps of meat between her teeth with her bone blade. The ghostly blue soul fire in her eye sockets lazily stared at the final three trembling players.
"Don't be scared," she said with a strange gentleness in her voice. "I'm a very reasonable person. Since you brought so much equipment and so many gold coins over for me, I definitely won't let you make the trip for nothing."
After saying that, she stood up and lightly flicked her bone blade.
The final three streaks of white light shot into the sky.
