After walking a few steps, Eve clearly heard the players' conversations.
"Amazing! Sarandir, how did you catch it?"
This loud voice belonged to Dema, and his words carried an uncontrollable excitement.
"How many times do I have to say it, I didn't catch it, I saw it wounded and only then did I bring it back."
The tone of the Primordial Elf Sarandir was somewhat helpless, his voice rich and gentle, quite pleasant to hear.
"Did you have to tie it up with a rope to bring it back?"
Li Mu's voice was a bit speechless.
"I had no choice... It was too uncooperative, and I haven't learned healing magic yet, so I had to forcibly bring it back for someone to treat it. Besides... I already untied it, haven't I?"
Sarandir shrugged.
"But speaking of which, it's really cool and beautiful! It's truly a holy beast of Western fantasy legends!"
"If it could be taken as a mount, wouldn't that leave Earth Cave Spiders in the dust?"
Dema's voice carried excitement.
Mount?
An idea struck Eve.
