"Damn! Why are those Jackal army coming so slowly! I've been doing dailies here until I'm almost moldy. I'm even starting to envy those Jackal army of the Grey Wolf Army. They get to fight every day. Maybe I should switch to a Jackal army.
With this sturdy body of mine, I could at least become an African Big Chieftain."
In the Shadow Elf Tavern of Shadow Valley, Vam's loyal follower, the "Slashing King" Great Shark, was holding a bottle of Dwarf Barley Wine and complaining wildly.
Khaki Tontita, next to him, squinted and teased:
"What's up? Got the chopping itch again? Weren't you just fighting the infected of the Lord of Darkness at the Blackflame Mountain Pass? Didn't you enjoy it then?"
"Nonsense, at first it was interesting, but then it just went downhill."
Great Shark took a few swigs, wiped his mouth, slapped the table, and cursed:
