Dave rode through the thick vegetation of the Deep Wilds heading toward the Tomb of Ashkar. The trees were eerie as ever and the atmosphere in the Wilds never changed even when the black dragon no longer terrorized the endless jungles.
For some reason, Dave didn't encounter any hostile monsters or any life in that matter. The Wilds were quiet, but this didn't calm him in any way. It only increased his tension.
After riding for a while, Grumpy hated, he was growling low. There was something moving in the bush in front of the two.
Dave took the Great General Glaive out from his inventory, equipping it. The bush in front of them parted revealing a large green creature.
Dave smiled ruefully. This was the last thing he wanted to meet right now. It was the giant praying mantis Kurukuru. The mantis looked at Dave menacingly, it rubbed its large claws against themselves.
