Two days had passed for us since we started purging this island, and it was also the end of the fourth day of the Game of Kings.
In those two days I pushed these twelve to their limits... at the start we moved slowly through the forest while we killed those hideous monsters, while one of them threw up every ten minutes.
But with time they got kind of used to it, so being the kindest person in the world I answered the archer Sarah's complaint.
And maybe she wished she'd never opened her mouth... that she'd been just a flower that grows out of the ground and gets stepped on... I'm not joking!
Even Garon who'd changed and become a firm, quiet person looked like he was about to cry.
As for the others they actually cried...
We fought for hours straight, using light and explosions to draw those things across the forest, we didn't face any shortage of monsters.
