Braden drew his sword with a confident smirk on his face. "We'd better be. We're a good half hour behind now." Looking out over the field, a goodly number of pheasants weren't there. Some little tyke had aggro'd everything he could and run off. That made their job here that much easier; they couldn't attract more than three at the same time. "Five talons apiece, right? You get first shot, I'll keep them off of you." A basic plan, but proven to be the most effective. Considering the odds of a drop, they'd have to kill 20-30 of these feather-brains before they'd both be finished. Even splitting the experience, that'd be level 3. Level 4 if they were really unlucky with drops, but Braden didn't want to waste time on low-gain kills for that long. This shouldn't take more than, what, five minutes?