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Floor: 39
Weather Set: Cloudy skies, rain.
Dungeon Name: Goblin King's Fortress

Hundreds of soldiers filled the barren grasslands. Up ahead was the latest dungeon: A massive fortress of clay and sand. The skies were grey, and a moderate rain came down. The raindrops made a chatter as they landed upon the soldiers' armor.

At least four different guilds were here. Among them were Knights of the Blood, lead by Heathcliff, and Vanguard, lead by a man named Darrus.

"Good morning, Thall." greeted Besil as Thall stepped up to the hill. From here, he could see all of the armies, poised to attack. Besil was a large man who used a greathammer. He was also the tactician of Vanguard, and Thall's mentor. "I take it you've slept well?" Besil added.

"I have, sir." Thall replied. He noticed Darrus, the leader of Vanguard, standing beside Besil. Thall immediately stood in attention and saluted.

"At ease, Thall." Darrus said. He seemed troubled, which was rare for a leader of his kind. "I've called you here for a special purpose."

Thall lowered his saluting hand, but remained standing in attention.

"There is a rumor that one of the other guilds has hired a mercenary." Darrus continued. "A female bow user. What troubles us is that she has a red mark on her player icon."

"They would hire such a person?" Thall asked in disbelief.

"It is only a rumor," Darrus continued. He turned to Besil, the tactician. "Besil has noted all of the places on this field that a skilled archer may use. If she's good, she'll be in one of them when the fight starts."

"I see. She will not live to see the light of tomorrow's morning." Thall stated clearly.

"Not so fast." Darrus spoke. "Your mission is not to kill her."

"This is the perfect opportunity to strike down an unclean one, sir. How can we-"

"Listen to your leader, Thall." Besil, Thall's mentor, interrupted. There was harshness in his tone. Thall quieted down.

"Our duty is to see this game end as quickly as possible." Darrus reminded. "If we hurt her now, she's bound to cause trouble for her contractors. Something like this could spark conflict between the guild that hired her, and us. If we are to clear this game, we must avoid such unnecessary conflict. Do you understand, Thall?"

"Yes, sir."

"And as much as it pains me to say it, the only archers here today are Heathcliff's own, along with a few other mercenaries. We could use an extra bow, even if the player is an unclean one." Darrus said. "She could help us finish this dungeon faster. She might even prevent some losses, if she's good enough."

"Then what is my mission?"

"You will accompany us to the front lines first." Darrus began explaining. "Once she has arrived, you will leave us and fight wherever she is. Keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't stab anyone on the back. If anything goes wrong, send us a message."

"I understand." Thall said.

Besil, Thall's mentor, placed a hand on his shoulder. "Do not let your anger get a hold of you." He said.

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"It is better to bleed among brothers, than to heal alone!" A soldier's shout was heard amidst the chaos.

The muddy land between the hill and the Goblin fortress had turned into hell on earth. The four armies had clashed against the Goblin hordes, with each player giving it their all to advance further towards the fortress. Shouts, cries of pain, and the sounds of swords and axes hitting each other, were all too much for one's ears to handle. The rain had turned the land into mud, making it even more difficult for one to stand his ground.

Thall's shield smashed into the face of a goblin, sending its teeth flying out of its mouth. He followed this strike with a stab from his sword, digging the blade into the creature's throat. He pulled his blade out and delivered a kick into the goblin's gut to push him away.

As soon as it was dead, the goblin disappeared. But the fight was too hectic for Thall to bother looting it now. Although the fight was chaotic, Thall felt safe. He was standing with the other members of Vanguard, who had formed a tight wall as their fighting formation. So far, no one from Thall's guild had died.

The enemy came in endless swarms, filing out of the fortress up ahead. The goblins were tough, but their main strength came from their numbers. The players hadn't even reached the dungeon yet, and had already been fighting for hours.

The battle raged on. Within moments, Thall was already neck to neck with another foe.

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