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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2662212" data-attributes="member: 2561">The surrender of the cultists meant one thing to Ba'aktar, they wouldn't fight back. After taking a few moments to catch his breath he decided he had no qualms with walking up the the closest unarmed cultist and sinking his blade into the weak pink-skin's flesh, an example to the rest. They deserved no better in his eyes. Satisfied now, he layed out the next step of the plan to his allies."Collect the injured, and once the children are out fall back to the entrance," Ba'aktar declared to those still standing, "Half those who can still fight will go 'cross before the children an' injured and secure a landing, the rest defend the beach until all the children an' injured are across. Let's go!"Ba'aktar acted as a rear guard as the injured were collected and moved out. He takes a moment to grab the creature's two heads for trophies after directing the cultists to lie face down on the ground. Despite that he hoped to see them again once he was outside on the beach. He wanted to kill every cultist he lay eyes on in this place. It wouldn't change what had happened to him, but it would easily make him feel better.</blockquote>