"It's one of those shitty players again. I don't get the fuck is wrong with them," a bulky Draconic goblin said, looking at the players in the skies with interest.
"You see," another said. "That's why I said we should not go and rest. You never know who might come to steal the egg again."
Drahon furrowed a brow at the last words.
Steal the egg?
He was very curious at this point and so he exchanged glances with Devon and Ayvira.
"And we just finished killing three players some minutes ago. Time we kill another then."
A fat goblin laughed.
"And what do you know, these players are three too?"
A goblin hit him on the hand as they laughed together, Drahon gazing at them in surprise.
He didn't know monsters in the game could talk.
It was surprising seeing one talking and even laughing.
That would mean that these monsters were higher ranked, not only in power, but intellectually. They possessed a different brain compared to the former monsters the players had faced.
