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"We have come to take you head, foul beast," the mercenary leader roared as he stepped into the chamber. Across the brightly lit area stood a tall figure, covered in feathers that shimmered beautifully in light. "Is there a reason why you want to separate it from the rest of me?" it asked in confused tone.

"Someone wants you dead. We want gold,” the heavily armored sellsword tightened his grip around his greatsword ”simple as that."

"Ah, so it is a bounty then. Quite funny,” the creature chuckled ”I don't remember doing anything that would make someone put price on my life."

"We don't care about the reason. Money is good and all we need to do is slay some wretched beast.” The mercenary started to walk faster while signaling his company to follow, all of them dressed in high quality plate and chainmail armor. They were obviously experienced, judging from their battle scars and weaponry. ”This talk isn't going to make us turn away, let's just finish this and be on our way boys."

The creature seemed to be merely amused by this mercenary company coming to extinquish its life. "Are you sure that is wise? You are, after all, in my domain,” it said while the creature's beak twisted into wicked grin, ”you don't even look like you are prepared for this judging from your armaments. Heavy armor, massive weapons, absolutely no projectile weapons,” the creature said smugly while doing a pirouette to showcase itself, ”I am physically weak, I wear no protective garments, you would be better off—"

"You talk too much, just shut up and fall dead!" the mercenary's voice thundered through the chamber while he and his company leaped towards the beast, filled with bloodlust and battlerage.

"Come then, I am eager to see how long you lot last before I get to say my farewells!" the creature responded while assuming a mocking stance...