Chapter 10: Chapter 10 – Critter Fields

Many voices were heard across the fields as the players yelled, fought, and snuck around the area outside the town entry gates.

"The Drinking Coffin Guild is recruiting tanks! Tanks! Any Tanks?"

"Hey! That was my rabbit!"

"Buzz off. I saw the rabbit first!"

Novus glanced at the arguing players and sucked in a deep breath as he took in the atmosphere.

"Nothing like slaughter in the evening."

Novus' pained expression eased a bit with the joke but still wasn't entirely comfortable as he looked around the grassy area.

Players stumbled to slash weapons against the poor creatures trying to feed around the fields. Clubs crushed bugs, grass beetles were snapped with each sharp axe swing, and dull swords beheaded rabbits with stubby little horns—a gruesome sight.

At the very least, clean-up was easy since the remaining remains turned into glittering lights. But, to Novus, that was even more disturbing and unnatural.

Do the animals on the island also revive?

Novus tried asking Solace but was met with the same frustrating response of low authorization. Solace was so good at answering questions before; what had happened? Well, Novus knew precisely what had happened.

Damned Divine…

Novus shook his head clear. He had been on battlefields before, and this was no different. In fact, it was a little mild with all the awkward player movements.

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Most of them look like they've never held a weapon before. Percival was at least a little bit better.

Novus thought to himself as he was called out to by one of the nearby town guards.

"Thanks."

Novus accepted the lit torch from the guard on account of 'exploration after dark.' Then, Novus scanned the brightened area and fled to a grassy area without others. There, Novus examined his first-ever creature on the island.

 

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