Auto Loot Rf -

The Lich sat down on the floor of his own crypt and began to cry silent, ectoplasmic tears.

The cleaver passed through Kaelen’s shoulder with zero force. The skeleton froze, confused, because the damage had been auto-looted into the bag. Kaelen felt a gentle ding and a notification. auto loot rf

That’s when the Lich appeared.

He looked at the Lich—now just a very tall, very confused skeleton in a tattered robe. No spells. No staff. No dramatic one-liners. The Lich sat down on the floor of

Kaelen sighed. His mana reserves were drier than a mummy’s love letter. He’d come all the way here for the fabled Lich’s Lost Loot Sack —a bag that, according to legend, automatically looted any corpse within a twenty-foot radius and sorted the coins by denomination. No more back-breaking crouching. No more missed silver pieces under a goblin’s armpit. Kaelen felt a gentle ding and a notification