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Well, the decimation of the soldiers was fortunate. They posed no real threat, especially with so many bags of meat running them down. Seeing as the others already told the easygoing sow to stop asking questions and hurry up (albeit more politely), Locke saw there to be no point to tell her to hurry up again. It was time to head east. His fairy had decided to come back down and tell Locke that the eastern gate was mostly clear. Though, the accuracy of such words were questionable. Fairies were often massive pains in his ass, mostly on purpose.

The lizardman thrusting the blade deeper into his gut was just fucking stupid. In what world would someone just take a blade lodged in them and shove it in further? They could heal him, and it would be fairly effortless to do. Instead, he just had to press it in further. It'd be even harder to remove the blade and heal him now. If it had pierced his stomach, they'd have to deal with the acid trying to eat through the rest of his organs. Though, he wouldn't really expect a savage to have read a single book on anatomy. In any case, Locke took the first few steps and lead the group by a couple of meters east. If danger appeared, he could always just run back behind the brutes that could take arrows for him. Again.

He just stood there, menacingly.

After all, he really just wanted to leave the ruins. Get into the safety of the wilds once more, rather than stay inside such a dangerous place. He didn't feel like being summarily executed by a savage nation's military.