The second fighter was finally finished off after I got healed "Thanks... but, I didn't know you could heal," I said to Miles, and I could swear the fighter's last words were somewhere along the lines of 'This is a s*** game!'... game? What game? Wasn't I just engaged in a battle to the death with this guy? Something wasn't right, here... however, the princess didn't seem too fazed by that. It seemed like she knew something about this, but I felt like I wouldn't get any answers from her. "Did you guys hear that? Something about this battle being a game? That's... strange, right? That's not a normal thing, right? And you guys heard it too, right?" I asked my teammates, desperate to know that at least someone else heard it, and that I wasn't going completely insane... then again, I did burn a cart with little provocation... but, then again, I also smelled humans in said cart... wait, since when did I attack humans unprovoked? [i]I thought my mission was about peace, and yet, here I am, burning things without any regard to life... human, or otherwise.[/i] I thought as I followed Dorisma onward towards our goal, the dreaded dust. The stuff that brought down an entire cave of goblins, and reduced them, as well as some humans to zombies. Thankfully, we didn't encounter anything for a while, however, it was getting late, and we still didn't find that dust, so I decided to start collecting firewood, even managing to get some of the smaller logs to our possible camp, and once that was done, I used another fire spell to light the wood on fire, making a campfire, and a warm place to stay for the night. "So... who's making the camp, this time?" I asked the group, wondering if any of them could even do this.