"You move on. I will start making something to deal with these slime making things." There was a silent rage in the eyes of the king of the surface. He remembered the damage that the acid slimes had done to the dwarven kingdom. He knew that many had been hurt and scarred for the rest of their lives.
"I wish you luck then." Walker had nothing else to say. Everything that the king of the surface needed was already in his hands. He had information and the means to make a change in the battle. Whatever the demons were doing, the slimes would be dealt with soon.
The rest of the group was silent as well. They had all seen or read reports about the acid slimes and the damage they could and did cause. The elves who had heard of the acid slimes had been grateful that they had not faced such a slime. The rot was at least able to be used in positive ways for the forest after being properly taken care of.
