Thanked Ferret Inn. Keld Town. Evening 6.30 PM.
Eren and Mia were just a day away from the city of Ludan.
He was continuing his journey while having thoughts of his own. He was still thinking about the carnage he had to unleash on strangers just because they thought that it was okay to do so.
Eren had thought that only demonic rankers were a cruel bunch and that the rankers were supposed to be the good guys. It turned out that things weren't as black and white as he had thought they would be. Rankers could become equally greedy and cruel when there were benefits to be gained.
Guild wars were just another side of the game that was played by almost every living being in Gilaahan. A game that was based on only one principle: survival of the fittest.
"Don't get lost on me like that. Here. Drink this. I got it for both of us."