Pan had apparently not noticed any of the commotion. She was brushing her luscious hair in front of a mirror, her room huge and spacious. A hugebed and various expensive pieces of furniture surrounding it, coupled with warm light from magical lights embedded into the ceiling. She turned her head when the door opened, looking at the dark Shadow clad in ashen armor. What is the meaning of this? She asked, her voice confident, annoyed even. She took a step towards Ilea, recognition flickering in her eyes. You are Lilith. Come to learn about our order, have you? Ilea dragged in Mauro. Ive come to make sure you dont get away. Get away? Pan glanced at Mauro and back to Ilea, taking a step back. Im with the Corinth order you wouldnt want to offend us. Do I have to remind you who I represent? Ilea stepped closer. I know exactly who you represent. You represent an order that is happy to support slavers. I dont recall slavery being legal in Dawntree or am I missing something? Dont throw me in with these savages. I was hired to heal, nothing else. Nothing else? Ilea asked. Mauro what did you tell me before? About her help? Pans eyes widened before she glared at Mauro with an angry look. You dog. Barking whenever someone asks you to. Do you deny it then? Ilea asked. To have helped in torturing city guards? Pan sighed. I only did my job. What I was asked to do. If its anybodys fault, its theirs. Does she not even recognize what she did? Ilea was baffled. A proud member of the Corinth order, taking orders from what did you call him, a dog? I merely healed them. It is the duty of us healers, to heal. Wouldnt you agree? She asked, smiling at her. An ashen limb lashed out and took her head. I do. Ilea spoke and heated up her core. Half aminute later, she blasted the corpse and half the room, the fire digging deep into the stone, turning it to ash. That too was disintegrated with her true creation, leaving nothing but magical energy behind. Mauro looked on with wide eyes, trying to move away from her but failing. Stop thrashing around. Ilea said and looked through the room. ding You have defeated [Corinth High Priest lvl 120 / Corinth Mercenary lvl 103] Interesting. Two classes from the Corinth order itself. She murmured and found documents related to her mission here. Dale would likely just get in trouble so she decided to pocket it all. High Priest at level one twenty. And theyre one of the big ones. Ilea wasnt sure what to make of it. Class names of course were just a minor description. With her Medic Sentinels, she would have to deal with the Corinth order at one point or another. Thats dealt with. Want to show me some hidden storage rooms before the guards find them and all the wealth goes to Alistair? She asked. We still have an hour or so until the meeting you mentioned.
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