Chapitre 110: Monke and Battle Royales (21)

As the Dungeon Masters were busy being distracted by the sudden fall of a harpy Dungeon Master from out of nowhere, I made my way through the treetops and angled myself so that with just a single jump, I could reach the supply drop.

While I was doing so, the Dungeon Masters guarding the supply drop tensed and brought their guard up against the unknown harpy. One of them, the goblin, I noted, branched off from the rest of the group as she warily approached the downed harpy with her weapon, a steel dagger, in hand, in case a situation occurred.

Yes, the goblin's a girl, in case you're wondering. She has breasts covered with a piece of cloth that could go for underwear by human standards.

She approached Typhial with slow and steady steps, her dagger ready in front of her if the need arose. While she was moving, I did not stop with my search for a good position.