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As the centaur collapse, so did Sam as he pulled his blade out of the creature's corpse and flopped on the grass.

"Have I just killed a mere beast or have I murdered a man?"

Sam said, being exhausted from the fight. He had never killed anything before (excluding household pests) but he was happy enough to have lived and helped in ending the centaur's suffering.

"A coming of age to us all!" He raised his cutlass in victory and also to celebrate Calli's recognition within her gramp's heart. Just then, Sam heard a disturbing noise coming from Scythe's side. He sighed.

"What kind of wiz biz have you gotten into? Dark Magic is not meant for frequent use, now look what you've done. And I say to everyone else, get ready for another battle, this time with a supernatural being."

What has Scythe gotten himself into? Sam never trusted magic for if the wizards who offer them that want to hurt the user, it'd be the magical products themselves.