Rescue trip (12)

Erik sighed again. He didn't really need to learn how to fight thaids. It was just those in Mur that needed special care.

[Indeed, you should.]

He turned back to examine the dead thaid one last time.

Its concrete-colored scales had fully dulled now, and a huge pool of blood gathered below its severed neck.

[Actually, this one had relatively high ones compared to those we fought in the forest until now, aside from its energy attribute. Yet, while its strength was high, its brain crystal powers were basic. Most creatures on Mur have evolved more sophisticated abilities.]

Erik stared at the corpse. This thing had been smart enough to prevent a crippling weakness from becoming crippling and turned out to be a very troublesome opponent.