(Mendeles) Through Nomad: Picara ? Are you...are you alive ?
(Picara): Don't say anything more and don't try anything stupid Mendeles.
(Mendeles) Through Nomad: as you like.
(Kleef): are you going to surrender ?
(Picara): yes. You make me sad. I know your master is going to want to kill you if you only bring back a shadow on the two planned...
(Kleef): filth. You have the nerve to talk like that to one of the most powerful elites in this world.
(Picara): I can tell you the same thing. To me you're nothing more than a cheeky kid.
(Kleef): catch her...
(Biakhov): what ? Did you really forget about us ?
(Perth): Heath ?
(Heath): yeah, I know.
They knew that the battle they had just started was the start of a merciless war. Despite the fact that Kleef's soldiers outnumbered Perth's were stronger. They manage without difficulty to gain the upper hand without noticing that it was all a sham to free the passage to Kleef. Heath got it, the lights in the mansion flickered on only to come back on a second later.
They had managed to escape them this time but despite that, they felt bad.
They got fooled so easily...
(Perth): is everyone okay ?
(Biakhov): yeah...I think so.
(Heath): Perth, look...
(Picara): everything is fine ?
(Mendeles): I feel even weaker than earlier, but I'm fine. I can't believe you're alive.
(Picara): I managed to leave at the last moment. Thanks to you by the way...
(Mendeles): but I...I saw you die, be my eyes.
(Picara): well...tadaa ! I returned.
Mendeles can not help but take Picara in his arms under the questioning looks of his comrades still breathless.
(Perth): excuse me. You are ?
(Mendeles): oh uh...yes. we never really met. My name is Mendeles. I am Nomad's shadow. Nice to meet you.
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