While Diamond Academy was in the middle of their annual fall camping trip for third and fourth graders, a person dressed in a cloak, concealed from head to toe, walked down a cold and sketchy alley, which smelled of rotten food and booze. Trash, broken beer bottles, and drunken men hitting on prostitutes littered the person's path before they walked through a back door. Once inside the bar filled with all types of dangerous men and women, some couldn't help but point their suspicious gazes on the cloaked figure walking towards a booth occupied by four men. Still, the cloaked person was only interested in the large bald man with scars all over his face; his thick muscular arms were wrapped around the waist of two young giggling beauties. Chatting them up, he sang praises of his recent and past victories of plundering vil
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