They entered the swamp and searched, but they came up with nothing. There were no relics to be found; all they got for their troubles was to get covered in stinky mud.
At least they were saved the trouble of having blood and who knows what sprayed on them. Galthor wasn't so lucky, as the intestine of the toad spilled out immediately after he ripped the stomach open.
"Nothing here as well. At least we'll make some good money from this. Brakthar, come take this monster's body. We'll use the money to buy seeds and farming tools for the villagers," Galthor said as he shook his hand to get the dirt off.
"I don't suppose you know where I can find water? We need to wash. Any monster we're after would smell us before we are even close."
