It was quite an uneventful night.
Kai and the others ventured into a new area and started mining mana ores.
Being overrun by the fish-monsters and the steel-tusked boars is a problem still.
However, having mined in the Fire Swamp so many times already, they were used to the place.
Could pick up tracks and clues that betrayed the Awakened Monsters in the area.
Even until now, they still steer clear of the inner area of the Fire Swamp. Having seen how insanely strong a Star Beast was—the group became even more unwilling to get any closer to the inner area.
Especially not now after what happened in the hive.
The pickaxe rose and fell with a rhythm his body knew by heart; he was used to mining right about now. Each strike against the boulder—rang out in a clean, crystalline note that echoed through the swamp and faded slowly into the trees.
It was a calming sound—the kind of noise that Kai had grown accustomed to.
Like ambience that his mind could appreciate.
