CH 12 — Saffron

While Eisbaer was out power leveling and making connections, Saffron was fighting for its life.

The gym could only do so much, and abusing wooden dummies got old fast. After nearly losing a claw to a tough hunk of wood, Saffron called it quits and went in search of more…dynamic prey. No dragons or feral weasels, but a fearsome enough creature.

And as luck would have it, Saffron managed to piss off a whole horde of boars. And those motherfuckers were mean! Shit, it would be too, if some gangly freak stumbled into its house and started swinging for no discernible reason.

Saffron hadn’t strayed too far from safety to find the first boar. That one was idling by the road, rooting around for roots, berries, and grubs. It didn’t immediately go down when Saffron first slashed it; this was a squarely level ten hog, after all. The bold monster rammed and bit Saffron’s leg, coming back with a mouthful of fur. When Saffron tried to deal the killing blow, the boar squealed and darted at the last second, receiving a deep slash along its side. With its health bar dwindling close to the end, the boar shot off into the woods, squealing up a storm.

And waking up the whole damn forest.