Ruger adjusted to his smaller body, but fortunately, the change was not too drastic. His robe was still wearable; at most, he would have to tear a little off the hem.
It was still the same damaged wizard robe. He had even begun to enjoy the airy feeling of leaving its front open. As he straightened it, he noticed Stray Hair One looking eager, but ignored the creature. It should already be able to accommodate the birth of more spiritual hairs, but not now. He also thought about continuing his spell experiments, but set that urge aside as well. All of that could wait.
"Let's go barbecue on the island!"
Ruger spoke with a smile.
Things seemed to have settled down, so naturally, he wanted to take a look outside. Besides, Mahama and the wizard Jillian, who had vanished, might come back looking for him. It would be more convenient to stay outside.
The abrupt change of subject left Aisijin and Big Silly Hum stunned for a moment, but then they raised both hands high in approval.
The fact that they were allowed to go outside was enough to tell them a great deal. They no longer had to worry about food and could resume the fishing and hunting they loved. It also meant that, in Ruger's judgment, it was safe outside. The two kobolds had felt the two earlier, abnormal tremors in the space as well. They had simply kept them in mind rather than pestering their big brother Ruger with questions.
Squeak! Squeak, squeak!
Cries suddenly rang out nearby.
The two cheering kobolds froze.
Ruger paused as well. Following the sensation in his heart, he strode out of Experiment Corner and collided head-on with a figure rushing toward him. With his Dragon Bloodline inverted, he was nearly knocked