For Reidar, summoning skills were the perfect equalizer—the one thing that made sense in a world where every few feet seemed packed with monsters, all either living together or tearing each other apart.
Summoning skills were hard to get but weren't by any means impossible. Keth'moran had offered it readily.
Reidar wanted to buy some new ones. Regardless, in Reidar's mind, any settlement with access to a Vendor should have prioritized them.
The tactical advantage was too obvious. Without it, every foray beyond the walls became a brutal numbers game. Five humans against thirty monsters was the best a group could do if the level disparity was on the human side.
Martin's shoulders slumped, the confident leader's posture dissolving into one of weary defeat. "I'm sorry, Reidar. I didn't mean to unload all that on a stranger. It's just... we're tired."
