Worry

Once the last Blood Orc Shamans were killed, Dilan took a deep breath.

He was quite satisfied with himself and the feat they had achieved.

'Oh wait…are the others even done killing the Blood Orc Champions? They should be though…' Dilan suddenly noticed and he soar into the air with the help of some winds. His Mystic Eyes activated, Dilan glanced in the direction of his people, just to see that they had killed everything and everyone.

"It looks like the Blood Orc Shamans had been the most bothersome in the Crimsonwood forest, rather than the Blood Orc Champions. Or maybe the others were just more prepared now? Whatever, we cleared the most troublesome batch for the grand finale!" Dilan muttered to himself while returning back to the ground where he picked up and stored the Blood Orc Shamans' bodies and their Essence Crystals.

He retrieved their Essence Crystals from his storage ring and nodded his head in understanding as he studied the crystals.