"As for these little ones, as long as I'm a little more careful, they shouldn't be too much of a problem."
Garen's heart was decided, and he left the team quietly, walking toward another corner. All the Dragon Whelps were distracted by the forces coming from the intense battle, so no dragon actually noticed his departure.
Following the wall of snow, Garen slowly walked to a crevice and listened to the commotion outside.
If he wanted to get the Ice Stalagmite, his current abilities were not quite enough, so he needed to use some other methods as well.
Garen walked around the site of the battle once. There was a team with a few Dragon Whelps hiding nearby, and he could feel their gazes burning into his back when he moved to certain areas. Some of those gazes clearly carried a warning.
He was unperturbed, continuing to search and remember the lay of the land around here.
A simple but somewhat brutal plan formed in his mind.
