Feigned Sacrifice

Amidst the gentle embrace of the calming breeze, its tendrils carrying a faint tinge of iron from the lingering scent of blood, Alayn's steps drew him closer to the campsite. With a mere thought, he conjured his ability card into existence, a seamless motion that seemed to conjure it from thin air, deciding to check his credit balance—his spoils from ending the enemy team. The card's display activated in his mind with a simple thought.

"11978 credits, huh?" he mused, tilting his head and scanning the digits. "Add that to the initial 248, and it seems they had a collective stash of around 4730 without including the 2000 credits that blond women got from killing Mortis. Not a bad haul," he chuckled under his breath, a hint of amusement in his voice. With his financial audit complete, he touched the card, activating the live location function. Curiosity got the better of him, leading him to want to know the whereabouts of the remaining enemy team members.

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