Omega’s Cat smiled at her master, happy to see him alive and whole. Her memories of the recent events were mostly a blur. She could recall the many adventurers who had listened to her sad tale and given her their wealth earned by their own spoils of battle. Omega’s Cat doubted that their intentions were really to free their master. She had seen their eyes light up at the sight of the crimson masks and horns, glittering crystals, and more that came from the depths of the Coffer of Shadows. No matter, she thought, she had still reached her goal. She had only dim memories of racing from the town, carrying a sack filled with jingling coins; she had stood before the leader of the undead army and demanded the return of her master.
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