Chapter 227: Who to pick?
"Damon, hurry. Please. We are in big trouble. Those bastards have surrounded us completely. The guy who was stalking and torturing Aurora is here. He will not leave today without her. You have to hurry. Please. She loves you so much, and she has helped you out when you needed her. Please, you cannot let her down. She is very innocent. This guy won’t let her off."
A fresh wave of fury rippled through Damon’s chest, tightening like a noose made of thorns. The words on the message bled into his vision, and for a moment, the divine light flooding Niera dimmed under the weight of his rage.
But all of a sudden, something clicked. Damon started smiling. His smile quickly turned into maniacal laughter as he threw his head back and cackled like a devil finally unchained. It was not the laugh of someone who had lost his mind.
No, it was the laugh of someone who had found clarity in madness.
Now he understood everything. Now he also knew where he needed to be first and foremost. Even as the first wave of hold and divine NPCs closed in from all the angles, Damon did not care. He quickly hurried across the tunnels of the blood hall, finding the teleportation portal in the next couple of seconds.
It was a teleportation portal that was typically erected in times of siege events like this. It gave an out for the players who did not want to participate.
And right now, Damon had no intentions of participating. He needed to be at five places at once, and he had already made his decision as to whom he needed to give his top priority. With this, Damon no longer showed any signs of hesitation. He disappeared in a second, appearing right outside Niera City.
The person who had fucked with him planned everything thoroughly, taking note of even each and every small detail. Clearly, that person was one with both means and information and a vast network full of capable people. But unfortunately, he was dealing with the wrong person.
The opponent might have everything on his side, the control of the situation held tight in the palm of his calm but he did not have one thing. He did not have Damon’s knowledge. He had no idea how exactly a raid worked, but Damon did.