Eren barely hunted anymore.
Kalina noticed it during the second week because every time she came to Evon expecting to find him covered in monster blood and swinging scimitars like the action hero she'd watched him become, he was instead standing on a half-rebuilt barricade hammering wooden stakes into gaps between stone walls. Or he was arguing with Thadric about where to position a new watchtower. Or he was carrying lumber with Oldir and Toris while the old elf smoked his leaf cigarette and gave directions like a foreman who'd been doing this for centuries because he literally had.
"Aren't you supposed to be the strongest fighter here and the best chance to hunt that dragon? Why aren't you hunting to get more exp?" she asked him on day eleven while he was mixing some kind of clay and straw compound to seal cracks in the inner wall.
