"How tall is this thing?"
Standing in front of the towering tree early after the passing of the storm, Noa and I crossed our arms and gazed to the top. Bloodied leaves were scattered all over the place while the branches continued to sway in the dry wind.
"Hundreds," I answered, unable to see the top.
Noa turned toward me.
I looked back at her.
"Damn. Man thank you so much for that answer. It was so helpful I can't even begin to express my gratitude. Hundreds! Hundreds of course, woe is me and my trash mind."
This bitch.
Don't ask stupid questions then.
I grit my teeth and turned back to the tree. This was where we would probably find a demonic 'monster.' I had already killed a whole rank of demons and knew that they didn't really drop those stones. From the way the innkeeper demon had cried, there were probably monsters in hell too.
"How should we go about this?" Titania muttered. "I want to see some entertaining fights so don't let me down."
