Asking For Some Seeds
"Pressed for time? What do you m—" Princess Thessalia was about to ask when her eyes quickly flickered in realization. "Once the flames die out, there will be nothing left to stop the rat tide!"
"Exactly."
Leon nodded.
"You understood quickly. That's right. That's the situation we are in now." He said before picking Faelyn off his lap in order to get up from his seated position.
"Where are you planning to go?" Faelyn asked.
Leon gazed towards the rat tide in the distance before he said, "I'm going to go thin out the herd."
Of course, with such a large rat tide, his so-called thinning out the herd would make no difference whatsoever.
However, it was better than doing nothing.
"I have a bad feeling that not everything will go according to plan if I just sitting around doing nothing," Leon said with a worried frown.