Erend and Eccar stood among the shattered remains of the scorpions, their bodies still brimming with the aftermath of battle. The hot desert wind swept across the battlefield, carrying with it the faint scent of burning venom and disturbed sand.
Erend blinked as a soft chime echoed in his mind accompanied by a glowing window appearing in his vision.
[You have received 6,000 EXP.]
[Scorpions defeated: 6.]
He smirked slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting in satisfaction.
"Not bad," he muttered under his breath. He felt the surge of power from the experience seeping into his bones, fueling his strength further.
Meanwhile, Eccar didn't receive the same notification. But he could feel a strange energy flowing into him. It was subtle but undeniable. The power of the slain creatures was now his to claim.
Eccar glanced at Erend. "What we got?" he asked.
