Melting

Derrick's way back was way longer than he had anticipated due to the fact he had just used Io as a missile…

He was certain that the creature would have many grievances when it would be called again in the future...

He had met a few monsters on the way and had quickly disposed of them, not even bothering to collect their corpses. These beasts were simply too weak to harvest...

It took him a few hours before arriving at the river, and when he got near, he was immediately intercepted by an orc, which quickly recognized him. He was rather impressed by how tight they had secured the perimeter, which made him congratulate the guard.

The orc puffed his chest and was filled with pride. They were a proud race, and being told they did good by a stronger entity was fuel and motivation that made them strive to get better.

"Lead me to your leader"