Letting them go

After understanding more about the Dark Races' group, Cain surveyed the battlefield with keen eyes, ensuring that every skirmish had indeed subsided.

Cain's body still trembled from exertion. Yet, once he was certain there were no immediate threats, he took a deep breath and activated his space ring with a mere thought. Hundreds of various medicinal pills and healing drugs—stash he had accumulated (or stolen) over the past year—poured out in a single motion, and he consumed them all without hesitation.

Almost immediately, he felt a burst of potent healing energy surge through his exhausted body. The overwhelming fatigue and injuries that had been gnawing at his mind and flesh began to recede. Although the process was not instantaneous, each passing moment eased his pain a bit more, lifting the burden of battle-weariness from his shoulders. His shredded muscles, bruised bones, and scorched nerves gradually mended.