Sorting Out Priorities
A week later, Draco and Eva left the mountain cave with satisfied expressions. Their faces were glowing with radiance, and their hearts were filled with joy and fulfillment as they left behind the trapped Local Lord.
Over the past week, a few NPCs and players who had passed by had been chilled to their souls by the horrific screaming and wailing coming from the mountain. News had spread and the area had eventually been cordoned off as 'Wailing Mountain'.
It had become quite widespread in the Paradise Lands to the point that even the AI had appended the name to the mountain, and now treated it as a level 50-75 Rank 2 dungeon with ghosts.
One man's agony became another robot's content.
Upon exit, they were surprised to find out that the entire terrain had changed. The mountain that had been situated in the midst of a lush valley now had a layer of fog over it, while the formerly lively trees and critters had become both silent and ominous.