Side-Effects of the

“Phew! Thank god we took care of that,” Erik said, cleaning the blood from his knife. “That platypus with the mohawk came out of nowhere!”“Yeah, Erik, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that,” the Luminary said, scratching the back of his neck. “Perhaps all this monster slaying we’re doing is ... excessive.”“Eh? What do you mean by that?”The Luminary took Erik’s chin and turned it to the side, gesturing towards the field littered with more than a dozen dead blue slimes and Bodkin archers, green blood and blue ooze everywhere.“... hm ...” Erik said. He rubbed his chin. “I admit that looks a little bad to the outside observer ...[A short, silly fic about the Luminary and Erik talking about the moral implications of grinding for experience points.]