Clean up didn't take very long as Jack and Tralon simply threw everything in their pocket dimensions, including the rubble.
While Argyle ran through the outlying areas to make sure the jakals were extinct, he continued his mental conversation with the others. Argyle laughed, 'So, what level are you after all that, Jack?'
'I'd imagine it went well for him because I leveled up as well,' Tralon added.
'What?! Then what happened to Jack?'
Jack sighed, struggling to contain himself. 'Everyone is going to be so mad at me the next time I see them…'
'Just tell us already!' Argyle shouted.
'We're lv. 47…'
'Woooow… Your party is going to be pissed when they see you,' Argyle burst into laughter. 'I'm lv. 71 and I'm pissed at you for that kind of cheating, so I only imagine how bad they'll want to beat you after this.'
'Lv. 47? That means you already qualify for the upcoming election.'
'Wait, Jack's running for the council?'
