Chapter: A Tribute To Deandre

Zane flexed his fingers and toes, checking to see if they were usable. His limbs had finally grown back after a few minutes of excruciating pain. Now Zane was left longing for sleep and more food. Being a Rank 5 sure had its advantages, but the toll it took on his body was quite demanding.

Nonetheless, Zane picked himself up and looked around him. Layla, Serenity, and Hades all looked at him with a relieved look in their eyes. Layla however gave a slight chuckle as she stared at Zane. It was as if she found something funny.

"What is it?" Asked Zane feeling a little insecure.

"Oh, nothing... Not like half your clothes have been ripped off or anything!"

Zane took a good look at himself. To his humiliation, his clothes were torn in the most embarrassing areas— areas he did not wish to speak of. It was quite unfortunate that his new abilities as a Rank 5 didn't repair clothes.

"Keep looking and you just might go blind," teased Zane.