You raise your sword once more, and slash at the first man across the face. "Nooooo!!" He yells out as his head splits in two, and black blood splatters your clothes.
"You picked right. Thank you." The hooded man says. "Come to my home so we can rest."
You go to follow the man, but suddenly, to both of your surprise, a huge black tentacle extends from the body of the dead man!
Before you had time to react, It dragged you back into the swamp, and you never emerged again...
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