The mission has ended and so is the night. Mago, Zeth, and Isaac finally arrive at their hideout where Merleona is currently sitting on the couch on the living area and across her is Sol with a cup of tea on her hand.
Merleona tilted her head back resting on the backrest of the couch, “Oh! You’re alive!”
“I don’t know if you want me dead or what.” Mago replied in a deadpanned manner.
“How was it?” Their captain asks them as she take a sip of her hot beverage.
Zeth angrily threw his cloak on the floor and stamps his feet towards their captain. “Captain! You didn’t tell us that she’s extremely dangerous! Did you know, she almost cut my head off with her fuc-!”
“Hey language, you’re too young to swear!” Merleona warned him.
The dagger holder is confused, “But I’ve cursed before!”
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