3 days later,
Kyle was in his own dungeon, apparently on the 5th floor, many huge figures were near him. He was holding a big orc hand in each hand, all the mice, around him devoured the things with their big mouth, they looked disgusting but they had become pets of him. He had a soft sport for them.
"KRRRUU..." A relatively big green silhouette came near them and made a cranky sound.
"Your turn will come, Fury. Don't scare your friends!" Kyle said and punched Fury's head.
Fury just used his pincers-like hands to massage his head. All the mice were already at the corner, they had fear in their eyes. Kyle sighed and materialized a full corpse of an orc, he threw it at the mice. Fury looked at the corpse with envy, he was too hungry.
