The Gamers were also in the middle of a fight.
They were currently in Rouis, the town Melner was in.
Melner was one of the stronger NPCs—no, that term wasn't used anymore. He was one of the stronger Trionians, a respected warrior of this world.
He was just over level 200, which meant he didn't need to be on the front lines anymore.
And yet, there he was, fighting shoulder to shoulder with the players, cutting down Keldars like his life depended on it. Not because he had to. But because he chose to.
His connection with the Gamers had grown deeper ever since they helped him during that battle with the Demon—the one who wouldn't stay dead no matter how many times Melner struck her down.
Of course, this was the case. A Trionian couldn't kill a Demon since they had arrived with Zeno.
When the players arrived, though, the Demon had escaped.
And in the end, it wasn't Melner who finished her off. It was the Gamers. They'd ended her for good.
Now, only one Demon remained.
