Gurdon

Extra's Magic

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the throbbing wounds all across my body. It was as though my every bone was broken.

Growling, I tried to take a seated posture, but since my left arm was unresponsive, I failed miserably.

My gaze shifted towards my limb, marked by a trail of elongated claws etched across the flesh of my forearm, while my shoulder seemed to be basically torn away.

It would be a surprise to anyone that I could maintain even a shred of consciousness with so much pain.

Yet, to me, this injury held little significance. My pain threshold was simply above human standards.

With my remaining healthy right hand, I reached into the Spatial Ring, retrieving a Potion containing a vibrant red liquid that sloshed within.

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