It was just another day in springtime when I came back to find my small village absolutely destroyed, littered with the remains of void spawns and humans alike. Alone and with no possessions I started offering my knowledge of the local terrain as a guide. This is how I now found myself next to this babbling buffoon, telling me stories about this and that adventure, while occasionally complaining about the scorching sun or asking me if we are there yet. I sighed, crossing the Great Sai was difficult enough on its own let alone with an annoying companion. Lost in thought I didn’t notice the strange shape of the sand before us just until I heard Ezreal say “Hey what’s that?”. In a matter of seconds the weird mass in front of us proved to be particularly large voidling. One rapid blow from one of its tentacles was enough to knock me out. When I woke up I felt quite weak and lightheaded. I must have been lying here for some time now since the sun was already beginning to set. What woke me