Their one hour break quickly came to an end and they quickly went back to slaying the creatures of darkness within the cove.
As they continued their slaughter through the darkness, they rapidly approached their goal, getting even more and more proficient in killing the beasts.
Whenever there was an opportunity for rest Cain took it and worked on the skill that would mend his spirit.
He was not the only one busy too.
Steve tapped his chin, staring at the eyeball of a beast he had killed a few hours ago.
It was called the {Blue-Eyed Waterhog}, and it had been a subterranean creature that had burrowed its way oit of tje ground to attack them. Because he had been the one to slay it ultimately, he kept the creature's body for himself.
As he observed it, he realized more and more...
"There truly is no pattern behind this magical evolution."
