"Honestly, what I want to do now is find somewhere soft to sleep for three days straight," I said. I was dripping wet, and the numerous cuts on me were just starting to heal.
I wasn't the only one, though. After clearing four stages of the game, we were all battered and weak, added to our previous walk through the zone, and things weren't looking good.
Even the potions weren't working as they should, and we were now relying on our natural body healing. The stage we just cleared was particularly tricky, in which we had to navigate a large bowl full of water and find the door while the water slowly boiled.
I had lost two of my goblins to the stage before that when they fell into lava while they saved their master.
"No sleep for you yet," Litha said; her eyes were red, and the circles around them darker. Even our mana felt raw, as if we were dragging it through a bleeding body.
