The Drake closes in letting out another roar, louder than the last as the ground once again quakes beneath their feet.The Drake hovered over the party as it casted its preying eyes letting out a growl.Tyler's heightened senses allowed him to deduce the stats of the beast."Level 35..." He muttered, "It's no pushover alright."Despite the vast difference between their levels, Tyler was not intimated by the presence of the dragon-like creature.If anything, he was glad he didn't have to spend hours looking for the Drake.His meal was brought to him. Tyler manifests his light katana, as he prepares for battle.He glances at the Drake's razor-sharp claws, venomous tail barb, and thick hide with keen focus. Being calm was one of Tyler's greatest weapons.His mind was already calculating the most strategic approach to victory."Attack," He ordered his long-range Spawns to attack. Archers fired glowing light arrows and the mages fired multiple spells.However, the Drake remained unfazed. J

The Streaming Imp's blue light beamed down, illuminating her form as she reappeared before him.A smile played at Ferahn's lips as their eyes met. Tyler rolled his eyes and sighed."You've made up your mind already?" she inquired, her carried a tone of amusement with it. She was feeling confident thinking she had the upper hand.Ferahn exuded an aura of calm assurance, her demeanor betraying her certainty that she had presented Tyler with an irresistible offer. Surely, he wouldn't dare to reject it."I must say, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon," Ferahn remarked, a smug look crossing her features as she subtly reveled in her own cleverness. Her words carried a hint of satisfaction, as if she had anticipated Tyler's swift response and found validation in his prompt decision-making.Tyler met her gaze evenly. "Well I have... Regarding the contract..."With a subtle smile playing at the corners of her lips, Ferahn leaned in closer, her expression one of quiet confidence. "Ah, I