After picking up the rare item the wolf dropped, Arthur headed to the bodies of the other wolves and picked up all the rare items they dropped.
"This place is a gold mine," He muttered, after storing the items in the rare backpack he had received earlier.
'Maybe I should try and see if I can open a legitimate auction in this game,' Arthur thought, a soft smile spreading across his face as the idea took shape in his mind.
"Alright, guys," he said, addressing his summons who had begun to gather around him. Borak snorted whilst Sylvaris started coiling around him sneakily, and Hank perched on a nearby branch.
"It's time to get back to work," Arthur continued, his tone firm but light. "We need to hone your skills, and we need to farm harder than ever. There's no time to waste."
His gaze swept over them, his mind already calculating the next steps. "There's no way we're slacking off while other players are creeping closer to level 10."
