In the dream, the dark red sky was filled with ink-like clouds, and bright purple-gold lightning rumbled and traveled through the gloomy clouds. A pale comet carried a long tail, running in circles in the sky tirelessly.
Bartlett walked barefoot in the endless desert, and the yellow sand beneath his feet stung his soles like icy water. The barbarian lowered his head, looking at his swollen feet, feeling puzzled.
Where are my dragon leather boots? Those boots made of the fake dragon's skin that I killed should have stayed properly on my feet, but now, those well-fitting boots are gone.
Before Bartlett could figure out where he lost his boots, he heard heavy footsteps coming from behind.
Looking back, the barbarian saw a dwarf with a full face of beard, making it impossible to discern his appearance, walking towards him. The dwarf, like the ogre Morris, also wore pale blue full-body armor and carried a kite-shaped giant shield almost as tall as Bartlett himself on his back.
