Number 369

Mary exited the room with a worried face, the information she got from that dragon was worrying.

"Number 16: killed by the black. Number 25: Died of a disease picked from rats. Number 52: killed by bandits. Number 72: killed by a Cubus. Number 145: Died in operation…" Mary sat on a barrel to gather her thoughts, no matter how she thought about it. This time was a dud, she didn't prepare enough.

'How does he expect me to fix this without killing the thing directly? Not even Chad could stand up to that thing' Mary started going through her thoughts, I should go, even if there is no hope.

She started running toward the walls, her best Chance is to warn them under the excuse of a woman's hunch.

'Number 369: Killed by a Great Red' if it came to that then it's another 'Restart' She thought.

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"We're taking them down, shoot!" A soldier roared as the ballista bolt penetrated a dragon's chest.