[All monsters and unaffiliated players have been killed.]
[The Monument of the Dark shall awaken in fifteen minutes.]
[Pierce the Monument of the Dark with the Crystal Spear to claim the territory for the Night Espresso Guild!]
Relief swept through what remained of Night Espresso as soon as the system messages appeared.
Cheers rose along the ridge. Some players laughed breathlessly with their weapons still raised, as if Just Die might somehow crawl back out of the flood.
[That's it! West Bank is ours!]
[Where's all that barking now, Just Die?]
[Somebody clip Raze Dawg's face when he hears about this!]
[Don't celebrate too hard. We still have the Monument.]
That last warning sobered the ridge faster than any command could have.
