The recovery was slow for Zero and slower for Truen who was constantly drinking mana potions. Zero watched as his best friend grimaced at the taste and felt slightly sorry for him.
"Does it taste really bad?" Zero asked and Truen shuddered at the bitterness on his tongue.
"It's bearable if I only did it once or twice. However, doing this every five minutes or so can be a little difficult even for me," Truen explained. He was still regrowing his skull and eye when Someone else knocked on their door.
"I'll get it," Zero said and Truen agreed. He was in too much pain to move.
"Master!" a familiar voice cried in relief when the door opened. Zero's legs were still shaky and not fully regrown so when Bob pounced on him, his right ankle snapped.
"Ah."
