"Not bad."
Nathan nodded to me. I chuckled a little, pointing at the tentacle skewered on his spear.
"You planning on frying that later? It would probably taste decent."
Nathan rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment.
"It might be pretty good. Though I never had an Eldritch monster before, so there isn't exactly much reference. Unfortunately, this isn't the time to try such a thing."
After saying that, he flicked the tentacle off the spear before continuing to run. I followed next to him. We took turns hitting the ground when it didn't appear caved in to follow after the sunken ground.
And just a minute in, we found a chokepoint that branched off in two directions.
"I'll go left again."
Without even turning, he ran off in that direction.
"Then I'll go right."
What do you mean? It's never too late to regret. I regret eating that cake, even if I can't uneat it.