It looked like that was going to be his last Shield for now, at least until he found another mana crystal; hopefully it would be enough to let the Wisp finish off the Slime. It certainly looked like the fight was in their favour, the next blast of magic sending chunks of slime spraying all over the wall and stopping the creature in its tracks. The Slime began to quiver and seemed to be second guessing getting involved in this fight, as a one-sided hunt suddenly turned into a 3-on-1 battle. Or at least 2-on-1 with Jacob cheering from the side-lines.

The Slime turned and retreated deeper into the crevice, climbing the wall towards a crack in the rock that it must have used to ambush him in the first place. Jacob was perfectly fine with letting the thing go; after all, all three of them had been smacked around by the Slime and now that he was out of MP for healing and shielding he wasn’t exactly eager to keep fighting.

The Wisp, however, had other ideas and raced off after the Slime while shouting about lost XP. And suddenly, it occurred to Jacob what it was that had been bothering him about what the Wisp was saying. XP, RPG’s, low level monsters; he was so used to hearing that kind of talk from his gaming group that it never struck him as odd, but the monsters here shouldn’t know anything about that sort of thing. What’s more, she had described herself as a ‘Mighty General of the Demon King’.

Could there be others like him in this world? Was it possible other people from his world had been chosen after death to be resurrected as monsters? Or rather, did he really think that the Demon King had chosen him and him alone?

[color=f49ac2]“W-wait. Are you from Earth? Hey!”[/color]

Jacob flew after the Wisp, suddenly forgetting about the Slime altogether as he sought answers. If there was another person, if someone else had been brought here, then there must be more, maybe dozens. They could be in this cave as well.

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