Last Man Standing
His body shuddered a final time, and he then lay motionless.
In his last moments, he silently prayed that the sect leaders would stay away. If they did not, the Mystic Shades Sect might well vanish from The Dark World after today.
"Clean this up," Yoel commanded, turning to the Elegant Uniformed Troops of the Shadow Sect.
"Yes, sir!" they responded in unison, ready to follow his orders.
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Meanwhile, the Mystic Shades Sect was reeling from the ambush on their four Ghost Kings.
Howard emerged onto a sparse stretch of grass on the city's eastern edge. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and settled onto a park bench.