"So… Do we attack or not?" – asked Maparapara as she and Phantasia observed from the safe spot while the two players were still wearing their disguise equipment.
"I mean… Fuck."
"I know that our plan was to sneak in and plant explosives and then spawn undeads in order to blame it all on some random asshole necromancer or the fallowers of the demonic goodness Opin."
"But now?"
"I don't think we can do that."
"I think we will have to drop our disguises and just go all out, wiping both the dark elves and the players."
"What do you say?"
"…"
"No." – replied Phantasia.
"We give up."
"?!"
"What!? But if we don't do anything, the dark elves will get the divinities! Or worse! Some players may break through and steal that divinity!" – said Maparapara which instantly pissed off Phantasia, causing him to swing around his arm, which straight resulted in the entire tree getting cut down.
"Yeah, I fucking know." – said Phantasia.
