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Sinclair was in a great mood after defeating their enemies, strolling through the corpse-filled battlefield on her manticore which was taking casual bites out of the bodies as it walked past. The creature was rather picky, only eating paladins and priests, completely uninterested in anyone who wasn’t a cleric or above level 10.

Wherever the manticore passed, everyone stopped looting and gave it wide berth. The beast wouldn’t favour these people just because they had fought tirelessly for its master; clawing up everyone it bumped into and fiddling with them like they were toys. Given its poisonous claws, there were no chances of survival.

One of the mages approached the manticore’s side, reporting the aftermath to Sinclair. 2800 enemy soldiers had been completely...