Lukas wanted to laugh at the hilarity of the situation.
One of the male deer–at least based on its antlers was heading towards them angrily. He expected it to be less aggressive, but somehow, a charge of electricity coated its horns.
There was a herd of its deer faraway so it became clear that it was only protecting its group. Life was tough out, even in the grasslands.
"Are we going on a chase scene again then?" Lukas said, much to the confusion of the other people in the van. But this time, he was more or less prepared as he stood up slightly.
"Oh no. I do not take it kindly to be considered a hunting weapon–" Drusilla started but it was too late.
Lukas poked his head out of the window and aimed the dagger directly at the deer's head. He tried to imagine coating the dagger with energy before he released it.
"And fly!"
