Merlin continued down the road, but his attention was still locked on the individuals being hunted by wild boars.
One of the individuals tripped over, quickly getting crushed under the stampede, and the rest of the group continued running without even looking back.
The rest of the group suffered a similar fate as a much larger wild boar quickly caught up with them, crushing them all under its hooves.
Merlin made sure to not get too close to the horde as he watched them stomp on the corpses angrily. But after a few moments they all began walking back to their original positions further away from the road.
Merlin was staring at the giant wild boar and regretting that he hadn't yet bothered to grab a harvesting skill.
'I'll do it the next time I visit Orchomenus.' He made a mental note to himself.
