The journey to Vester was brutal.
Six hours at forced march through territories where Crawlers hunted and the Never-Ending Night pressed close. Soul-force lamps created bubbles of relative safety, but between outposts lay vast stretches of darkness where anything could lurk.
Goba led from the front, his massive bulk somehow keeping pace despite his size. The Engine talent and Tank core provided endurance that belied his appearance—stored energy burning steadily, maintaining his physical capability.
They encountered Crawlers twice during the march.
The first attack was minor—a small pack of wolf-variant Crawlers that charged from the darkness with typical mindless aggression.
Goba killed them all before his soldiers could fully engage.
His Electric Hand technique lit up the night, electricity arcing between Crawlers, cooking them from inside as their nervous systems overloaded. The smell of burned flesh and ozone filled the air.
