Adam confessed that it was his stupid and reckless impulse to punch the wall but the plea didn't soothe the pain. With his bones aching like a sore thumb, he caressed his poor knuckles and walked away from the wall.
Time to move out!
Walking to the mouth of the cave, Adam detected that the heat of the day was at its peak. Beasts are reluctant to come out in this unfavourable condition unless it's life-threatening.
Adam's instinct told him that this is the best time to set sail. Thus he picked up his latest addition to his possession - a bag.
Prior to taking rest, he had cut the tough hide of the deer and fashioned it into the shape of a pouch. It wasn't anything fancy, but a crude purse to contain the potion bottles, the beast cores and the few gold coins he had. If his expectations aren't wrong, then this object will bring him easiness in movements by silently hanging diagonally across his torso.
