Kapitel 347: Goodbye Centaur Realm!

A man paced around the portal leading out of the Centaur Realm. He kept mumbling to himself, "Decisions, decisions!" a happy little wolf following along. 

Jack couldn't help but scowl, perplexed at the choices offered: Rare Centaur lucky horseshoe / Epic Leash of the Unbridled / Mythical Centaur Companionship Spear. 

Mythical > Epic > Rare…, or that's how it was supposed to be anyway. But he still had doubts: what if the whole selection was a trick?! Wasn't it too obvious otherwise?! 

— Clip! Clop! Clip! Clop! — 

He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of galloping as a Centaur he recognized appeared. It was that one kid that had infiltrated Tribe-Gather with him. 

The youthful and innocent look he once had was now gone. This was what surviving in enemy territory for a while could do to someone. 

"Running away?" He clicked his tongue.