In a gloomy cavern. A darkened figure sat, crossed leg on a umbrageous throne as twenty to fifty shadowy figure stood at a distance before the darkened figure where a single dimly lit from the moon above through the only crack in the gloomy cavern, pervading the only man beneath the crack, dressed in fancy apparel with a bokdu hat on his head standing, shortly he prostrated, sniffling—He was the official who Dryad, his uncle and the hunters saw running away from the infested havens and the one who told them Hunter Oshoshi was fighting the creepers. "I'm very sorry... I-I should have done a cleaner job... They... They were... Yes! They were too hard for me to handle... I'm truly sorry... please forgive me... " "Forgive, you say. You know. When someone does something wrong, we shouldn't forget all the things the offender did right, I'm I right?" The official bowed his face deeper to the rocky grounds. &n
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