As he read the XP notifications, jubilant about the amount, a message box suddenly spawned in front of his eyes.
[Remaining time: Thirty-three hours.]
[Progress: 73/5]
[As more than two hours are left, the challenger may choose to exit the trial space and proceed with the ratings.]
[Yes/No]
'Should I leave now?' Adam thought reluctantly, growing addicted to the joy of violence and its rewards. Why bother with words when creatures yield so much experience? Why not stay and obliterate a few more villages?
His eyes sparkled as greed flooded his mind with dreams of gold and glistening jewels. Drool nearly leaked from his lips as he mumbled in his fantasy.
"Get me out!"
His veins throbbed on his forehead like slithering snakes as he shouted, scared by his own thoughts. Maybe these creatures weren't so bad, just different? He didn't know.
