"Rub it all over your body," Jack ordered while handing some rock dust to his party members in a hurry, leading them to hide behind some boulders.
The tier 2 Canyon area was unforgiving. The creatures here had incredible senses and were hard to fool. A few were definitely already heading their way.
They had barely masked their scent and hid that the hyenas appeared, just in time to devour the first wave of pursuers.
— Blood Splattering! —
The gray, seemingly cackling monsters reveled in the slaughter before leaving. It's only then that the party could sigh in relief.
"Master, at this rate, the more pursuers we have, the better." Derek chuckled, only for Jack to shake his head.
"This here is normally goblin territory. That's the only reason we weren't instantly ambushed. The land in front is one where death roams."
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Goblins have a really bad reputation, because of how they act in wartime. They're often underestimated and bullied because of their small stature and their simple features. Then they eventually snap and commit atrocities. It's justified if you ask me...
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