During the battle, he had deliberately controlled his attacks, avoiding damage to valuable parts whenever possible. Even while fighting, profit had remained in his mind.
Efficiency in combat.
Efficiency in reward.
That was Arthur's style.
When he finally finished, the camp looked strangely clean.
The chaos of battle remained, but everything valuable had vanished.
Only bodies and destruction were left behind.
Arthur stood at the center of the silent camp.
He could feel it.
The disturbance he caused.
Sensitive explorers would notice soon. And his exploring teams could already be moving in this direction.
But most importantly, time was running.
He wiped his hands, adjusted his dagger, and prepared to leave.
Still, before stepping away, he turned back.
He stared at the scene one last time.
The slaughter. The silence. The proof of his strength.
A satisfied smile formed on his lips.
"This… was worth it."
Then he moved.
Intent Step activated.
