Luke Murray's body fell limp his foot was shattered beyond recognition, he screamed not, only flowing mana into his foot restoring it to its former in a matter of seconds, he yawned and called it day.
He turned around, his bare back now faced the large hole that penetrated the walls surface, he put one foot in front of the other and begun a humble walk, for a man could not be confident upon consuming moss for however long it had been.
A bright light burst out from behind, a wave of warmth brushed over him slightly, he turns his head and saw the fruit of his labour, in the wake of the hole a gate stood, it was semi transplant and sported a red coating.
He could only smile blissfully, he unsummoned his trolls and walked towards it, slowly gaining momentum before it turned into a dash.