Now that he had some free time and his stamina had recovered to its maximum capacity, Daimon got up from the bed and walked towards the walls of the cave, more specifically to one of the parts where he saw his battle aura being dragged towards earlier.
Daimon placed his hand on the wall and softened a small part of the stone, before he punched a hole on it, almost immediately Daimon got a hand of a small nail sized dark green mineral ore.
Just by being on contact with it, Daimon felt slightly lethargic for a split of a second, before his usually lazy ass magic core, complained and moved just enough to counter the suction force of the stone which was trying to steal his vitality away from him.
'Damn, this little thing will be such a hassle for knights', though Daimon as he inspected dark green ore.
