Chapter Eighteen: A Chance Encounter!
The sunset was low, the sky was pure orange, the warm summer wind rustled away, the open low ground of grass was mowed by the wind, and the picturesque was ruined by the steps of a clumsy group of bones. In front of the group of bones was Extremity and Fireball in his arm, while Little Bud preferred to stick around with Boris because of their small frame.
Every way southward, they encounter a lot of orb hounds. Their path southward was filled with the deaths of many orb hounds, while regretfully there were no encounters with any other rare mobs. Right now, the day was setting down and the sky was slowly fading into the night while a campfire was lit. Little Bud was quickly assigned to cook food (Orb Hound's Meat) and, sadly, for the group of bones th
