"This doesn't seem like something Demons would do, does it?" Bruto expressed his growing interest, "Aren't they inherently chaotic? How can they fulfill a duty for so long?"
"They are direct creations of the Abyss," Kalalin shrugged, "I advise you not to ask too many questions, at least not here."
The Dwarf wanted to say something more, but in the end, he held it back. If the ground beneath their feet were to slant any further, walking would indeed become impossible.
The group quickly left the Portal of the Land of Thousand Eyes, uninterested in exploring the Eye Demons' plane beyond the portal, and the bloodied flesh in front of the portal would soon attract other local residents.
They traversed mountain paths, tunnels, and stone bridges, occasionally killing some oblivious Frols or Kas, extracting one or two low-value gemstones from the rock faces, but they gained no clues about the Eye of Sarezdon.
