Roar!
The monsters roared in frustration as they could not find him, but they kept searching, but even after a minute, they didn't find him at all.
In the end. They have to give up and leave.
I didn't stay and walked away as well. I have no need to get his thanks.
I had saved him because I had pitted him.
There was no intention other than that. I hope he will use this opportunity to recuperate and do something about his hand.
Growing a hand isn't a problem for a powerhouse like us, but even at best.
The newly grown hand would have around 60% strength compared to the original hand. It will take weeks to months to bring to original strength.
It will make things harder for him, but it's his problem. I am not going to help him with that.
Hours passed, and I crossed quite a distance.
'An hour more,' I thought, looking at the sky. The suppression deepened, and the energy became denser at night.
