The clones though did decide on the one that will be the unfortunate first timers. The way they chose are a simple lucky draw. By the end of it, the losers all have cloud of depression above them, while the lucky one let out sigh of relief.
"You do realize that three days after today, you will take their place if they did not found anything," Alros pointed, out causing the celebrating clones to freeze, while the unlucky laugh at them.
While he wanted to remind the laughing clones they still need to stay for 2 days, he decided against it. Letting them celebrate the fact they did not have to suffer alone. As they say, misery love company.
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With the chosen (unlucky) clones flew towards the top of the trees, Alros pondered his next move. He could just do his usual, hunting monsters but he did not want to add too many just yet, as if he was lucky enough, he could get 5 tribes of Lizardmen, and who knew how many are them.
