Another week had passed since their retreat from the Vorathid nest.
Lena spent the days resting. Reidar, for his part, used the time. While Lena recovered, he turned the forest into his personal grinding ground.
His army swept through monster nests and ambushed roaming packs.
The routine became mechanical. Dawn would break and they'd mount their wolves to seek new prey.
Packs of mutated beasts, lone predators grown massive on ambient mana, clusters of lesser monsters that had wandered too far from their territories, all fell before Reidar's endless army.
Unfortunately, what he received from each monster wasn't a lot given the level disparity, especially because the monsters weren't as many compared to the Vorathid Ants.
Yet the C.L.A.S.P. points rolled in, altough slowly.
