The nightfall came surprisingly early - or maybe not that surprisingly - considering all the clouds that were now blocking the sky.
In the clearance in the forest, Cranberry, Zombie, and the Dandelions were all sitting around a campfire and staring into the flickering flames.
Though it might sound like a quite serene picture, the peacefulness of the site was disturbed by the hellscape of all the monster corpses stacked on the multiple carts all around their group.
"Young lady, you really should consider learning how to cook."
It was the large woman, Uresha, the party's tank, that shyly but stubbornly pitched up the same idea that she tried to push since morning.
"Why though? Zombie doesn't eat."
The red-haired girl shrugged and threw a stick into the fire and watched it crack and burn with an indifferent expression.
"Young lady..."
The big woman shook her head in disbelief.