"You know, it's really annoying that we live in such a peaceful spot... Pride's territory was bustling with monsters but here we need to search for a couple of hours just to get a lone goblin straggler..."
Zombie sighed to himself, shaking the blood of a long dagger that looked like an appropriately sized one-handed sword in his small hands.
There was still more than an hour until sunrise but with no fog, there were no troubles with visibility whatsoever enabling Zombie to move around without the need for a light source or a night vision skill.
|Not really... even for this particular region, having absolutely no native monsters is unheard of. I mean, even though we are responsible for meticulously destroying their already small population for the past two years – a situation like that should not happen.|
Patience spoke up sounding concerned.
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