"Damn! My tooth!"
Lann sat atop Bopai, one hand holding the reins and the other stuffing a hard block that resembled a compressed biscuit into his mouth.
He had been traveling for several days since leaving the fisherman's dock outside the Gos Velen City walls.
Now, the Demon Hunter had passed the border of Temeria, skirting the edge of the Brokilon Forest, and was about to cross Brugge.
This area was already close to the lands of Sintra.
"Stop complaining, sir. You could have waited until resting to cook that large ceramic-like compound ration until soft before eating it. It was you who couldn't hold back."
Mentos sighed in exasperation.
The witty and clever biological AI spared Lann from having to talk to his horse the entire journey.
"But I'm hungry, Mentos."
Lann struggled to bite off a large chunk of the pork jerky-flavored block, then quickly closed his mouth, using his teeth to grind away the hard edges before swallowing it whole.
