"You always bring trouble with you."

"It’s not like I wanted it."

Facing the unconscious Jake, I responded to Arthur’s comment.

"But what about that?"

"It seems to be talking inside. A mutated Bugbear."

"It’s definitely strange. Can we even call this thing a Bugbear anymore?"

Alejandra said, tapping the protrusions on its back.

"For now, I guess? It wasn’t this bad from the beginning."

Not to be outdone, Fiona also examined the mutated Bugbear carefully.

"Are those gills?"

Fiona crouched down and lifted the gills, her face contorting at the foul smell that emanated from it.

"First, let me …