'Damn it, now what!?'
Just as he was about to emerge as the survivor and winner of this shit-show situation, this happened, and he couldn't help but curse in his head.
How the hell was he was supposed to stay calm in this situation, as there seemed to be no end to the lame jokes of fate.
Nobody seemed to care about his opinion though, as the pressure around himself became thicker and thicker.
At the same time, he saw that one of the Guards that had attacked previously woke up, and jumped on his feet.
It was clear that he didn't seem to care of the position that the Vezir had, or the opinion he had, as he jumped in attack immediately wanting to take the Vezir's life.
Just like a small insect trying to escape his fate, the Vezir tried his best to protect and shield himself, but unfortunately, he couldn't.
It seemed like the swamp around him not only restricted his mobility, but it also restricted his usage of inner energy.
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