“Oh, baby darling…” Geralt crooned as he looked into the
dark chamber. “So many goodies for me to
take. Silver cups, crystal vases
and…” He gasped in mock adoration. “A candelabra for me? You shouldn’t have.” Slinking around the room, he started grabbing
more and more valuables until his bag couldn’t fit any more. That was it.
He was made for life after this.
He started moving towards the door when he felt a shock
running through his entire body. His
body seized up and he dropped the bag with a thunderous clang. Finally, the jolt stopped and he had a split
second of painful reprieve before he felt his bag hit him across the head. Everything went dark.
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