"They're right at my feet!"
"Dead as can be!"
"I killed five! Who wants to give my axe a little kiss?"
"Shut up, look at my belt, count the number of heads hanging on it?"
Cheers rose one after another, and the mood of the crowd surged instantly. Lancelot waited a moment to let the mercenaries' excitement die down slightly, then raised his voice again and said:
"Those residents of Barto Hell may be the most arrogant fellows in the Multiverse and indeed they had devised a perfect ambush plan, first with a complex Illusion Technique to block the way, then animate those huge trees to disrupt our formation, and finally have their infantry launch an attack, planning to drive us straight into the Stygian River... Tell me, did they succeed?"
"No!!!" the mercenaries shouted in unison, "We drove them back!!!"
