"AH, he finally left, la," a small voice said, sighing. "I thought he would never get it done." The panda mumbled from inside the barrier, staring at Finn who had finally stepped out.
Finn heard this and he wanted to turn and glare at them, but he decided to move on.
According to the map, the dungeon was approximately 60 kilometers East of his Inn. It was at an angle Northwards, but not too stark.
Ideally speaking, he would find enough rats not too far away from home, but he had to be ready to go a bit farther than that.
The walk east was downhill, at least during the first leg of the trip, which saved a bit of energy. It was when he encountered beasts that was a problem.
Roooarrr…
Gulp
It was a small mob of six, composed of the brindlejaw and Brootrats, who seemed to be existing together nicely. Still bloodthirsty though. However, for now, they didn't lunge at him like they would've.
At least not yet.
