Clean Up (Part 4)

"I want to hear all about your adventures with Dryads. You've never mentioned them before."

"They were a pain in the ass." Morok jumped out of the grave he had dug for himself, hoping it wasn't too deep. "You have no idea how many losers I had to rescue before they were turned into fertilizer.

"Some men seem to lose their mind as soon as they see a hottie with big breasts, long legs, and…."

"You'd better stop rambling. There's no time to lose." Ajatar nudged him.

"And I'd better stop rambling. You said they went in that direction, correct?" Morok bolted forward without waiting for an answer, hoping that the flight would last long enough to make Quylla's murderous rage subside.

They traveled for over an hour, keeping silent to not waste their focus and mana before a possible fight. Unfortunately for Lith, they met no mana geyser on their path so he couldn't obtain new information from the tower.