The rest of the cryptids were easily dealt with once everyone gathered near the watchtower and the rangers proceeded to recover the flux orbs that were lying in the surroundings. Although the law stated that hunters would be entitled to the flux orbs they killed, that wasn't applicable in this situation given that if it wasn't for the rangers the whole caravan would have been in danger.
Jon hurried inside the watchtower to prevent drawing any more cryptids with his immense energy signature while the rest of the caravan remained outside basking in the sun. Even something as insignificant as that was a luxury for those who lived within the tall city walls.
Uriel scanned his surroundings and noticed the presence of someone he didn't expect among the soldiers that came along.
"Shaker?"
"You're that little guy!" Shaker replied with a warm smile. He seemed a lot nicer than the last time they met. "I thought you wouldn't last this long."
