The Wanderers Order's Requirement

A few days had passed since Turai and Gareth arrived in the kingdom of Yorg, and today marked the beginning of their latest mission. Both of them stood at the town's gate, ready to set off. Turai's excitement was palpable, his fingers lightly tapping the hilt of his new sword while Gareth, standing beside him, looked more relaxed, his arms crossed and a thoughtful expression on his face.

They had chosen—or rather, Turai had impulsively jumped on—a mission involving the capture of a rare but powerful species of Dwellers. It wasn't the slaying mission that worried Gareth, it was the difficulty of the task itself. Capturing Dwellers alive was always more complicated, especially those of Tier Five strength.

"I still can't believe you took the most complicated one," Gareth muttered, shaking his head. "Of all the missions, you had to pick a capturing mission. Killing them would've been far easier."