Blinding blood flowed silently.
Thud!
He was dead... They had defeated it!
The monster they had never been able to defeat had finally fallen.
However, Ras had no time to care about the joy of victory or the monster's spoils.
All he could see was the figure lying nearby, barely clinging to life.
Staggering, he almost crawled to its side.
"Hey! Hey... Lak, stop fooling around!"
"Hang in there! Don't fall asleep!"
Ras picked up his younger brother, fear making his voice tremble uncontrollably.
Blood soaked his clothes.
His blood, Lak's blood...
At this rate, Lak would die!
"Quick, heal him! The potion..."
Ras's hand searched around his waist, only to find an empty pouch.
The potions were all gone!
"Damn it... Someone, please..."
Ras trembled all over, muttering through clenched teeth.
A potion—if only he had a Healing Potion!
If he still had money, he should have bought more back then.
If those potions hadn't been so expensive...
Wait!
"Expensive... Ah, that!"
Ras suddenly widened his eyes and muttered.
'Here, take it!'
It was as if he had returned to last night, the voice ringing in his ears.
He hurriedly felt around inside his clothes several times, and a delighted smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's still here... Thank goodness!"
August 2, in a corner south of the market.
"Ugh... Why am I so exhausted?"
Moss sat in the carriage, rubbing her aching lower back with a helpless expression.
"That's strange. My body stats should be pretty high..."
"Or is it not physical exhaustion, but mental fatigue?"
Moss recalled being dragged around the market by Little Ball at noon for a major shopping trip, and her body unconsciously felt heavy.
The human body really was quite mysterious.
Even when there was nothing wrong with the body itself,