Leaving the tent did not draw the attention of the others. After all, these refugees had been driven from their homes by the Scourge Legion and Werewolves. They had no choice but to place a sliver of hope in the Kingdom of Gilneas behind Grymeon Wall. Once they left the wall's protection, beasts surely roamed outside, and they would not survive for long.
The old man carried his son, Vallas, on his back, while Phili and her mother carried two simple bundles as they began to enter the forest. Worried that Vallas might breathe his last before reaching the ship, Li Shaolin gave him two drops of Death Potion. Watching his complexion change from black to green, he saw that the potion seemed to be taking effect and that Vallas was transforming into an Undead.
With two squeaks, a huge rat darted out from the side and stopped at Li Shaolin's feet. No one knew where the thing had been hiding before, but it gave Phili's family quite a fright.
Li Shaolin hurriedly nudged the rat at his feet with a kick and told them not to be afraid. "Sorry, this is my pet." A rat this large would really be mistaken for some kind of monster without an explanation.
After being kicked, the Giant Rat took the lead, bounding into the forest in a few leaps. As the group entered, a rustling arose from the woods—the sound of something stepping on fallen leaves. Then, a varied group of skeletons emerged from behind the trees and appeared before them.
"Don't be afraid! These aren't creatures of the Scourge Legion." Li Shaolin made a silencing gesture at the family. If they cried out and drew the other refugees over, he was not afraid of them, but he did not want to