Milo recalled his shadow clone and climbed back up onto the roof.
Raphael was sitting up there and gasping violently for breath. His opponent was already dead, his neck snapped like a pastry twist.
Milo looked at a tall building in the distance and waved at it. Then he said to Raphael, “Let’s go to where I live first so that you can take a bath and change clothes. If you wanna get to Stronghold 178, you’ll have to fill your belly before you set off.”
Raphael said emotionally, “Thank you!”
Gratitude received from Raphael Durkin, +1!
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