The door flys off its hinges and a figure seemingly made of shadow steps out. The souls of the dead soldiers float out in whisps and become like the figure.
"You are my servants bound in death..."
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*Lance pauses with his weapon drawn and looks at the rifle* [b]Will this do anything?[/b]
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The shadowy figure disappears and kovington comes crashing out "Wherethehellisthatsonofabitch!"
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*Lance draws his rifle once again* [b]Stop where you are, unless you want to get shot[/b]