Warm liquid slid down the unconscious little necrollin's throat.
Shortly after, it woke up with a mild headache, clutching its head as it slightly struggled to stand.
Nookie still couldn't make sense of the situation.
However, upon seeing that most of its beloved corpses were destroyed along with one of its favorites, another (A-) ranked creature called Carriem, whose physique allowed it to easily carry corpses back to the training zone, the little necrollin's heart was ripped into pieces.
A few moments later, tears streamed down both sides of Nookie's little cheeks.
It worked hard to increase the number of corpses in its possession.
Unfortunately, some random hateful black horse suddenly came with his master and destroyed almost everything it worked for.
"Ukiii…master…why did you bring this horsey here…ukiii…my poor Carriem…Little Brechy…Big Monch…Nookie is sorry…Nookie couldn't protect…ukii…"
