Adolfo Fuernas is in confusion.
He was ordered by the 'CEO' himself, Duncan Argelam, to head to the city of Minathor. Though he often says weird things, he generally is very calm and collected, generating millions of gold coins every year in profits.
I an, who wouldn't want a boss like that!
But this ti, it was weird. Weird even for that already insane man. He suddenly ca and told all of his most trusted subordinates to go and search the multitude of cities for anything... 'weird'.
With such broad aim, they scratched their heads. Knowing that this could possibly take months, even years, to accomplish, they all but silently resigned to their fate. The higher-ups took over the capital of Strisk and the surrounding nations. Lower ones took over the cities, and the grunts took over the barren villages (phew, thank goodness!)
Despite the ridiculous goal, he had no choice but to comply, for he wasn't the one with a humongous wealth.
This leads to today, where on the journey to Mithrador, he was attacked by the Wabbits. Nowadays, more and more monsters are being created, with a higher proportion of them gaining intelligence. Oh Illumia, has the Demon King resurrected already!?
After the brutal fight with the Wabbit Captain, the group began tending to the wounded, but Adolfi had other plans. Strange, they could've won, yet still insisted on retreating. Sothing must've happened, and that forest happened to be the last place it looked. Hmm, I should go there and check what happened...
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A being with wings for hands descended from the skies.
Mouth agape, Simon stood in shock, for it was the first ti he had ever seen an Aviatrix in person. They were solitary in nature, hardly ever going out of their nests. Is this a dream?
"Uaaargghggh!"
The loud scream brought Simon back to reality. Beside him, his (new) best friend was in constant, horrendous pain.
And all he did was gawk at the Aviatrix...
Lewis is dying, and all you can think of are those beautiful feathers? Sha on you Simon, sha on you!
Slapping his cheeks, Simon asked the Aviatrix for help. "Sir, sir, your mightiest, my-my friend is dying here. Could you please help him!?" Snot flying from his knees, Simon grovelled for the first ti in his life.
Adolfo was surprised, for dwarves never kneeled to anyone. Even when facing death, they resolutely stood tall and proud, never kneeling for rcy. He must an a lot, huh?
Now truly curious, he decided to check on Lewis. After a brief diagnosis, his eyes widened in shock. "Young dwarf, your friend here is extrely lucky to survive. Did you lot, by any chance, kill Wabbit with a... weird hat or sothing?"
Shocked, Simon replied honestly. "Uh, yeah we did. Why, is anything wrong with that?"
Adolfo facepald. You stupid kids! It's a miracle that he's not dead yet!
Sighing in exasperation, Adolfo explained patiently. "As you well know, we cannot kill monsters a whole tier above ourselves, only below with less efficiency. Wabbit commanders are usually tier 2. So you get what I'm saying..."
Fear dawned on Simon's face. Before he could ask for anything g, Lewis began spasming, becoming more and more erratic as ti passed by.
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