Just one update today. I'm going to organize my reference material.
Raindrops beat against the hut's taut hide covering, sounding like a rapid drumroll. Like all the other huts, it was well built and let in no rain, but it could not keep out the dampness in the air.
Rex stood motionless on a rise, his body rigid and his eyes narrowed as he stared at the hut. Rain fell from the sky onto him, soaking his hair. The ten Infantry Spirits behind him stood as still as statues.
After a long while, a muffled grunt came from the hut, and a hulking black monster emerged. Its entire body was as solid as stone, made of rocks joined together without the slightest gap. It was a golem, a very rare form of life. Golems had originally been lifeless rocks or earth elementals before being granted life. Legend had it that they had a deep connection to the dwarves.
The golem wandered about in the rain, making low, muffled sounds as the colors of its body slowly changed. Its body was not a single color, but a mixture of brown and black. Black already covered most of it, leaving very few brown patches, and now the black was slowly deepening, replacing the brown.
"Ah..." After standing there for so long, Rex let out a quiet sigh. His thick lips parted slightly as he said, "Back to base!"
Rex began walking, his figure slowly disappearing, leaving only the hazy rain behind.
Watching the expressionless Archmage following him out of the corner of his eye, Rex shook his head slightly. Over the past few days, he had devoted most of his energy to the Warcraft System. He had already figured out how the Archmage gained experience: only monsters the Archmage killed himself would