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Chapter One-Hundred and Fourty: And the chase is on!

    Chapter One-Hundred and Fourty: And the chase is on!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake and Bjorn waited patiently, watching the Goblins busily prepare for whatever it was they were endeavoring to do. Only able to fill the time with sparse hushed conversation and Drake making goofy faces that Bjorn couldn’t see behind his mask.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">This is getting boring, we should have just killed them…</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Did you not want to see where they could be going? There are more than one Knight that may have survived you know,” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto suggested, a yawn apanying it.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Of course. It would be a good idea to see if they know something we don’t, but I’ve never been one to be very patient….</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought, feeling out the Goblins with his aura sense.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I know. You are quite the hot-head and leap-before-you-can-look type of ape, but it is curious why the Goblins have decided to set up camp here and prepare, is it not?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she asked.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, it is. But it’s also boring. I came out here to relieve stress and let loose a bit. Not babysit little green monsters, and a man three times my size. </em><span style="font-weight:400">Drake thought, chuckling at his own joke as he looked at the sitting Bjorn across from him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s so funny?” Bjorn asked softly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh nothing,” Drake replied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re doing that telepathy thing with the littledy again aren''t you?” Bjorn smirked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Probably.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it’s almost sundown. Really don’t want to have to wait much longer,” Bjornmented.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why, getting hungry?” Drake scoffed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I’m starving bro,” Bjorn said seriously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake stared nkly at Bjorn for a few seconds, blinking to help process the brutal honesty.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Chuckling lightly he pulled some food from his inventory, “Here, this able to hold you over for a bit? I swear everyone I know just likes to eat,” he sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks, bro. And it isn’t like I need to eat. I just like eating your cooking. Like have you remembered thest time you used the bathroom by the way?” Bjorn asked suddenly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Umm… now that you mention it…” Drake thought aloud bing a little worried.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto that normal? </em><span style="font-weight:400">Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Yes, normal,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she replied.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Wanna exin?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">No, not particrly,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she said snickering, “<em><span style="font-weight:400">It is far more fun to see how it bothers you.”</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes thinned as he pursed his lips turning into a scowl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shaking his head, he refocused on the situation at hand. Not that much was going on still.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Goblins had begun to slow down their preparations and Drake was hopeful that they would be moving out soon, but instead, they waited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake clicked his tongue, deciding to finally sit down against the tree he was pressed against.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Looks like they might be waiting a little longer. Maybe till nightfall? That would make more sense if they are nning to ambush the Outpost, but we should have been back hours ago…” Drake mumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ish fine bro, I’m shoor everyone just assumed you got into more trouble,” Bjorn said, scooping up the food into his mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Am I really that predictably mischievous?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn nodded, stuffing another handful into his cheeks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake sighed and cozied up against the tree. Making sure to keep his senses fixed on therge group behind them as he closed his eyes resting for the moment.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Night had fallen finally, the torches of the Goblins lit the surroundings as Drake and Bjorn both let out a stretch and a yawn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re finally packing up and doing something huh?” Bjorn said, standing up and moving over to Drake’s tree.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Looks like it. Problem is they don’t seem to be concerned with being very stealthy… So why wait until nightfall?” Drake wondered aloud. Feeling the Goblins begin to move and wander out of his Aura perception.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake and Bjorn waited a few moments longer as they both felt the Goblins move out of the area. Even without their senses, the Goblins didn’t seem concerned with the torches giving them away for now as they continued to walk with the bright beacon-light mes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re moving away from the Outpost?” Bjorn asked confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh, would you look at that? Guess it was a good decision not to murder hobo them all earlier,” Drake said pleased with himself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He felt Natto roll her eyes, but he skillfully ignored it, walking forward to follow the fires in the night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The trio walked along, trailing the monsters for several minutes before the pack of Goblins finally came to a halt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, have we finally reached our destination?” Drake asked in wonder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Looking like it. Must be getting ready to do something, they’re putting out the lights,” Bjorn observed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake and Bjorn watched with interest as one torch after another winked out and plunged the surroundings back into the pitch-ck darkness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You wouldn’t happen to be able to see in the dark too, Bjorn?” Drake asked hopefully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I got it, bro,” Bjorn smiled, his eyes flickering to an ethereal white hue in the deep ck background.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oooo…. I’m kind of jealous. Your eyes turn white? Mine only glow green, blue, and yellow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can’t win all the time Drake.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake shrugged, “Ain’t that the truth.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake fell in line and followed Bjorn. Who had taken the position of leading them now. His ability to see in the dark allowed him to navigate the brush as they slowly followed the pack of Goblins.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He couldn’t tell what was going on with his eyes, but he was still able to tell where a sparse few of the Goblins were thanks to his Aura, forcing him to rely on Bjorn. Following therge Red-headed man like a lost puppy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Feels like I turned into a lost high schooler. Maybe I should hold the hem of your shirt with my fingers, give you the total anime experience,” Drake snickered behind Bjorn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you talking about? Just don’t get lost. Wait, they stopped again, but I can’t tell why because of the treeline..” Bjorn said in a hushed tone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a few still minutes of waiting, Bjorn began to move again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ok they’re moving, let’s get. Goddamn…. That is a big pile of dirt…” Bjorn said in amazement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed, “I’d agree with you but,” Drake waved his hands in front of his face, a big toothy grin behind his mask, “Blind right now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, right,” Bjorn chuckled, “Looks like they led us right into the Ant’s Nest, or one of them.. There’s quite a few of these dirt pirs sticking out of the ground. Looks like they cleared some of the forest while they were at it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">A light flicked on in Drake’s head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are they going after the King’s Hoard? That would make sense to wait until night then. I think I remember hearing that ants don’t work at night and just return to the colony right?” Drake thought aloud.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Actually, you’re the opposite of right,” Bjorn corrected.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t that just saying I’m wrong without saying it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That would be correct,” Bjornughed, “Ants use chemical trails, so they are actually more active at night since more predators and other animals are usually asleep.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then why wait for nightfall?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe they don’t want to be seen? But the ants if they are anything like the old ones will be able to pick them out right away through smell. There are usually warrior types at the entrances screening the workers for everything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So the Ants have stronger border control than most countries? That’s kind of ironic….” Drakeughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hold up, it looks like they''re trying to enter,” Bjorn interrupted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn began to walk forward a bit, stopping at the treeline that Drake couldn’t see. As Bjorn observed the Monsters enter the seemingly inactive entrance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s weird… There’s no traffic in or out of this entrance,” Bjorn exined to the temporarily blind Drake, “There should be a constant flow of workers if the hive is active.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe they really are noting out at night?” Drake proposed, raising a brow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can’t rule it out now I guess.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn fixed his eyes on thest Goblin as it entered down into the top of the mound.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Last one just went in. What do we want to do, follow or wait?” Bjorn asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake pursed his lips thinking for a moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, we scouted out the Goblins and the Ant’s Nest in one go. So mission aplished there. And even if the Goblins get to the hoard, we can just hunt them down, but I would lose the quest rewards… No, I don’t want to go and risk it right now. There will always be other quests and I’ve gotten quite a lot so far. Let’s take it slow and bank on the Goblins taking longer or failing. Time to go ba-” Drake tried to finish before he was interrupted by the sound of the earth splitting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s that?!” Drake eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The mound is splitting open!” Bjorn replied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bjorn watched as the mound of dirt split down the middle as some of the Goblins that had just entered screamed and ran out of the cracks, not bothering to look back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He saw a moment after a tidal wave of Ants followed behind them, the sound of their legs scraping the ground, and their mandibles nking, ringing in his and Drake’s ears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake covered his, as Bjorn did the same.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the actual fuck! I hate bugs, and this sounds like there are literally thousands of them,” Drake grumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I would say there has to be more! I think we’re in for a really long couple weeks bro!” Bjorn said, still watching the flood of Ants chase down and consume the remaining Goblins without a problem.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And that guy… That guy gives me the creeps….” Bjorn added, looking back at the open wound of earth the split mound created.


    <strong>[Rasha Trikk]</strong>


    <strong>[Race:Tyrant Ant - Royalty Prince]</strong>


    <strong>[Ruler of the Nest] [Epic] Level 29</strong>


    <strong>[Vitality] 238 (150%)</strong>


    <strong>[Strength] 311(150%)</strong>


    <strong>[Dexterity] 215(150%)</strong>


    <strong>[Intelligence] 173(150%)</strong>


    <strong>[Wisdom] 154(150%)</strong>


    <strong>[Endurance] 305(150%)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">In the wake of the destroyed entrance, a bipedal ant, casted in a humming glow of dark blue chitin armor looked back at Bjorn, its eyes shing red.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next moment it gave out a loud guttural chitter as its head whipped back roaring into the night.
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