Grinding, grinding and more grinding
Liam did not have a death wish. He did not start hunting down beasts right away and first started heading deeper into the forests, away from the elven settlement.
From the information he had gathered so far, he knew the rough position of the areas around the elven settlement, and the place he was headed to at the moment was in the dark elf territory.
Unlike the elves, the dark elves did not have any restrictions for hunting, so he would be able to move more freely.
A couple of hours later, Liam finally arrived at a good spot. In front of him, there was a herd of winged horses quietly grazing the pasture.
"Ok. The first target is confirmed. Come out everyone." Liam sat down on the forest ground to take a break while a sizable group of soul minions of various figures and shapes appeared from within him.
"Hunt whatever you guys can find. Start with those horses." He ordered the condor alone to stay back while the rest stampeded towards the poor horses.