Groke screams painfully.
You just gained 50 style points in Shadow Sabres guild.
As the Groke lay on the ground, defeated, gasping for breath, she begins to
smile. The smile turns into a laugh, and further still into a sinister cackle!
She raises her arms, waving invisible shapes into the air with increasing
speed! Arctic winds swirl around the area, keeping her safe from further harm
and carrying her back to her castle in the frozen north.
After the winds die down, you notice a small box on the ground as well as the
Groke's coin purse!
City Guard shouts 'The Groke has vanished! Everything is back to normal.'