"You call this special?" Zaen couldn't help but squint at the dead boar in front of them, "It took you an hour to hunt a boar."
"Oh come on! Hunting is fun!" Lopt smirked before patting Zaen's back, "Also, these boars are not like the ones you might have seen. They are bigger and more ferocious."
"No need to get all touchy-feely now." Zaen smacked his hand away, "Why did you bring me here anyways?"
It was early in the morning, around 5 am. The red sun could be seen slowly rising above the horizon, while the birds began chirping their butts off. When Zaen had seen Lopt with weapons strapped to his back, he thought they would be going in for some weapon training or some shit. As, in their words, there were more efficient techniques for disposing of a ghoul than just randomly stabbing them with a dagger.
