A Strange Monster

"I dunno much about the state of the world here," he honestly said while starting to collect the dead bodies.

"It's guaranteed they won't send us to a place where help might be present," she said while watching him jumping around, "what are you doing?"

"Collecting trophies," he joked.

"These aren't strong enough to be used even for cooking," she sighed, "your Golam's meat is much better than these common and worthless pests."

Arthur didn't speak and he didn't explain the purpose he was collecting these bodies for. After all, he wanted to summon five hundred strong dragons in the next five days using these bodies.

"Alright, let me in and I'll start working my ass for you," she finally said as if she had no other choice, "I'll make everyone work like slaves for you… you should thank me later after we escape from this place with our heads intact."

"I'll invite you for dinner," he joked.