After leaving Matt's town, twigs cracked under his team's feet as they marched to visit the other lords.
Most surrendered as his reputation among them preceded him. Still, a few tried to hide their guilt under the guise of resistance. And he understood why after seeing their nefarious practices.
His nose scrunched in disgust as he wished he could bring them back to life, only to let Ifrit teach them what the skinned victims found in their basements felt.
Yet, his anger rapidly subsided once he sat on a towering tree root and smirked at his interface.
LVL: 57
Exp: 67.000/577.000
HP: 14.000/14.000
Vitality: 931->1075 (+325)
Strength: 931->1075(+103)(+325)
Agility: 931->1075 (+112)(+325)
Free attribute points: 432->0
He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders, the bones popping after the rush of strength provided by the newly added stat points. But before delight could settle in his crumbling mind, he gazed at the city rising from the ground a few hundred meters before him.
