The sun sank behind a veil of clouds, and soon darkness claimed the land.
Above, the stars were scattered across the night sky like inklets of paint on a vast black canvas.
The sweet aroma of grilled meat and stir-fried vegetables filled the air, making every orc's mouth water. Old Lady Gino was working wonders yet again.
"I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. Want a bite?" Aria asked, standing beside Nibo as they both watched the old lady cook.
"Hmph, since I evolved, I don't even think I need food anymore," Nibo said proudly, puffing out his chest.
Right on cue, a low growl rumbled from his stomach.
"Yeah, tell me more," Aria teased with a smirk.
Nibo's shoulders slumped. "I hate you."
"I did nothing!" Aria laughed, but her laughter slowly faded as her eyes drifted toward the tent.
