Puck claimed it was his job to pay his debt for saving him, so he followed you on all your travels, but. Now you weren't so sure that the annoying elf was telling the truth, because he found himself leaving you.

Even if you argued and the little magical creature flew off somewhere, you could find him the next day sleeping in your things or he would fly back himself with another meaningless conversation. It was as if you had fed a stray puppy and now it considered you its friend forever.

"I'm more than sure we need to go over there."

The elf affirmed, pointing with his small hand to the left tunnel. Stuck in the earthen dungeons with you, Puck was the only reliable ray of light when your torch went out. Pixie flew in front of your eyes, lighting the way and searching for a way out of the underground labyrinth.

"You should listen to me for once! The Great Puck is never wrong!"

Said your companion, proudly pounding his chest. His wings fluttered, casting a barely perceptible shadow on the walls of the passage.

The two of you had no time to discuss your future route when you heard the growl of an unknown beast behind you.