Arriving back at the place where the mountain gnolls had faced off against the heavenly lake serpents and the humans not long ago, Scaly curiously scanned the surroundings for any sign of mountain gnolls who might be in the process of cleaning up the battlefield. Taking away anything precious to bring it back to the tribe and help the rest of the tribe get stronger.
Hm? No mountain gnolls?
However, instead of the mountain gnolls she had expected to see moving around, she saw nothing but an empty field with the remnant of the past battle and what was left of the mutated dragon devouring slime still present.
