Chapter 30 - (30) Fools (2/2)

The land they were walking through was a large hilled area, it was barely possible to make out the next wooded area they had to cross far in the distance. As they were walking over the next small ridge, Geth noticed a body at the foot of the hill.

They had to head in that direction. As they approached, the smell of death assaulted them. Geth pushed the body over with his foot and found a Goblin corpse underneath. Both bodies had been stabbed multiple times.

He looked at the face of the man and felt that he looked familiar. He thought for a while and realized that the guy was a cop in his area. He didn't know the man, but he had a vague feeling he'd been pulled by him before.

He scratched his head for a minute and shrugged it off, picking up the daggers that both the man and creature had and storing them. 'The decay rate is unnaturally fast, it must be the Mana trying to maintain a clean environment.'

He could see the misty lines of the Mana eating away at the corpses, seemingly using them as sustenance. As the Mana slowly decomposed their bodies, the mist would grow slightly thicker.

Geth was interested in the process, but they had to keep going. The two of them walked to the top of the next small hill. A breeze drifted up just as they peeked the top and a vile smell assaulted their senses.

Once crossing over, they looked down at the backside of the hill into the small valley below. Corpses were piled in the middle and littered the sides of the surrounding hills. Most were mutilated beyond recognition.

There were men, women, children, and Goblins all scattered throughout. It looked like there had been some deaths by stabbing initially, but the bodies looked mangled as if some type of beast had interrupted the fight.

Blood dyed the light green of the hills and had run down to form a small pool in the valley. At this point, the pool was nothing but a massive clot, with bits and pieces of organs and flesh stuck inside.

It was a truly gruesome sight. Both men's faces paled, and they began to look around for an idea of what they had been facing. ”Whatever it was, this must-have happened early on,” Til called out to him. ”All of these Goblins are either holding normal sticks or those small daggers. Likely, there were none above level 4 or 5. That should place this incident around four days ago.

It sounded likely and looking at the debris scattered around, it looked like these people had tried to build a shelter in the bottom of the valley.

”Fools,” Geth said, looking at the broken bodies of the small children. ”Even if building a settlement is natural, this is the second set of idiots I've seen try to do it out in the open. There's no cover or territorial advantage here.

Come on, whatever ended this fighting shouldn't be around anymore. The only reason it came was to destroy this settlement.. It's either back at its Dungeon, or destroying someone else's hope.”