Jezz gave a faint smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"It's all thanks to the will of the god. The holy fire of the Sanctum of Eternal Flame never disappoints."
With the swamp troll now reduced to ashes, the three of them could continue their journey to the orc village, even though the path ahead remained difficult.
The journey was far from over, but they had proven that with strength, courage, and the help of divine power, they could overcome any obstacle.
However, the eerie silence surrounding them was unsettling. Gordon, now more alert than ever, sensed that their great battle might have attracted the attention of other creatures lurking in the perilous swamp.
"Let's hurry, High Priest," Gordon said anxiously.
His eyes kept darting around, as if expecting a sudden attack from the shadows of the swamp. "That fight must have been heard by many swamp creatures. They may be heading our way now."
