Everyone ended up going exp farming on the flame drakelings for the remaining of the day. They separated into several smaller teams. Arlcard left since his service was no longer required. Bowler, The Man, and a few of his roughnecks followed Jack. Jack didn't mind people tagging along.
With more people, the pace by which he collected the draconic essences would increase. Because no one in his party had a draconic bloodline, so the essence of the draconic monsters they killed would go to him. His exp gain would decrease, but he thought that was okay.
They farmed until late at night. Jack's team was the last one to return to the cave. Most were resting already. Jack looked at the time. It was almost that time, he thought.
He walked towards where the sentry was guarding the depth of the cave. He was curious about that mysterious watcher.
