The alpha has a solid skull and outer shell but the attack of 3 stronger ones is enough to break it and he dies, roaring in pain and lastly letting out his final breath. Meanwhile two adventurers impale the last remaining bull and he falls dead to the ground. It is now all of a sudden real quiet after this little war and everyone pauses and catches their breath before they let out their cries of victory after this win. I stand back comfortable, sustain my hands on my hip and look around wondering. "Man, this was something." I sigh, I am happy we managed to stop the bulls but I am still disappointed that I wasnt quick enough with making a decision. But that was a good training I suppose, it was a tricky situation. I kill those who stand between me and my goals but would I save someone which might ruin my plan? Tough decision.
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