Looking over the horizon, Eric spoke, "I think we are progressing smoothly."
He quickly counted the destroyed cocoons on the ground next to him.
"About twenty, so that makes it about a thousand destroyed," he muttered under his breath.
A thousand wasn't a number to scoff at, but it was much less than he thought they would find.
'Have we really overestimated how quickly they can reproduce?' he asked himself, then a second later he shook his head.
'No, we haven't even encountered a colossal spider yet. It's possible that we are just outside the main part of their nest, which is why we aren't facing much resistance,' he concluded as he shifted his gaze to the Masters.
They looked tired but were mostly unscathed, with the exception of their armor, which had a few holes here and there.
'It wouldn't be a bad idea to take a rest, but the more we wait, the worse the situation could get.'
He took a deep breath and spoke firmly. "We don't have time for breaks! We must continue on!"
