After a few more hours, Damon walked out of the tall mountain, which was pretty much empty now. Erin followed him quietly, her robes back on and her face covered up, revealing only her mesmerizing eyes.
The two of them stood outside the mountain and waited. Soon, a horde of corrupted, mindless monsters appeared in front of them.
"These are the last of them, my Lord." Erin eagerly offered up all the minions she had gathered so far.
"Don't you have any more of those Scale Fiends?"
Damon had gained a lot more from those powerful C-rank monsters. Each of them had given a lot more stats, levels, and a couple of unique skills. Besides, they also had a slight touch of the draconic taste, though it was extremely minuscule and just barely there.
However, it looked like he was out of luck as Erin only shook her head. "Please forgive me, my Lord. I do not have any more of those Scale Fiends for your consumption."
