Zorat has been experiencing an all too familiar state of mind for the last forty-eight hours... Boredom.
And when Zorat gets bored, both the people and the world around him are unsafe.
For this reason, he had decided to separate himself from the group of sleeping heroes, so he would not get carried away in his boredom and commence a jamboree of needless massacre.
Similar occurrences had taken place on multiple occasions in the hell dimension.
However, doing such a thing here would jeopardise his plans to extract the divine authority fragments from the heroes.
So, he buried all that boredom, and a sprinkle of mania deep down, thinking it efficient, and a better use of his time, to go for a walk in the woods, to touch some grass and cool those urges.
There are multiple ways to experience pleasure and excitement; sometimes, a reconnect with nature can be just as pleasurable as a rigorous five-hour sex marathon.
