“I’m not gifting you these spirit ores for you to refine. Hop on. The gift I want to give you is right ahead,” the armored beast urged.
Left with no other choice, Jared could only sit on the armored beast’s back. He tagged along as it continued digging deeper, heading further into the mine.
Soon, it slowed down and started panting heavily. Moreover, as it dug further, the sounds of metallic collisions drifted into the air. Worse still, its two paws had turned into a mess of flesh and blood by then.
Seeing that, Jared quickly spoke up. “What exactly do you want to gift me, Mr. Armored Beast? I don’t think we should continue digging further. Your body seems to be at the edge of its limits.”
“It’s okay. We’re almost there. I’ve got to repay you when you’ve saved us all.” The armored beast doggedly dug on, never once stopping despite the mutilated condition of its two front paws.
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