As they navigated deeper into the woods, Mira, with genuine curiosity, asked Erik, "Can you be honest? Why did you truly decide to create a guild? There are already many established ones out there. You could have joined any guild with your fame and earned much money."
Erik walked silently for a few moments, pondering how to answer her. He looked up at the canopy, filtering his thoughts through the dappled sunlight. "Honestly?" he began, his voice somber. "I'm tired of being poor. I'm tired of watching opportunities slip through my fingers because I lack the resources or backup to seize them. Besides, I want to be under no one."
When Mira gazed in his direction, she saw genuine honesty in his eyes. However, before she could respond, both attentions were drawn to a rustling in nearby bushes. Five huge Mires stepped out of the shadows as they got closer. These beasts were scary and three times the size of a large dog.