Xasalamel appears in a dense forest with sword drawn. The second he appears he swings forward and slices a rat like creature, nearly four feet long, in half. The half with its head flies past his right side and its tail half moves passed his left. With a large sigh, Xasalamel listens to all of the howling and screeching of creatures hidden deep within the woods.
“Did you manage to piss off everything on this planet?” Xasalamel asks Selison who is at his back. Selison, cut and bloody but not seriously injured, chuckles as he holds Deomacht in front of him.
“That was the plan,” Selison responds as he adjusts his feet on the girthy tree branch.
“Hm…good plan. May I aid you?” Xasalamel says casually as he spins his own blade in his left hand.
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