The next thirty days were filled with hunting. I went out every day and cleared the camp out of orcs. The episodes of me losing myself in anger repeated. I got injured but with the healing, my sturdy body, and natural regeneration I still could go hunting, although my overall health started to decrease, which involved even more wounds.
Ki'rai observed me in silence in her chicken form. She didn't try to talk with me, and I usually was too tired to start the conversation on my own. She only changed her form to eat.
With time passing my carts got filled with crystals. To be exact 12 719 of them. And we were finally ready to go back. We still had a bit of food, but I actually didn't want to push anymore, since my condition deteriorated very much, and anything more could end badly.
