The Wizard is in the middle of inspecting one of the plants already, checking some of the little green spheres that have started popping up in bundles of three. She turns slightly as he storms towards her. She's tempted to mute him, but no. He's quite genuine as he approaches her and an answer doesn't hurt.
"No one wants to die alone." She answers, turning to face him. She somehow looks more tired than she had when she introduced the first monster.
"This is the last year that people will be made to suffer through this death."
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"No one wants to die alone." She answers, turning to face him. She somehow looks more tired than she had when she introduced the first monster.
"This is the last year that people will be made to suffer through this death."