While Lothur was touching each of the medicines he found with his visual ability, the demon looked at these plants and fruits and searched for something for itself.
It had not yet given up on running away from Lothur. The opposite of that, after seeing this enemy absorbing the darkness of that previous pool, this creature had become even more decisive in its convictions.
If it did not find a way to escape, that is, get stronger and reach the minimum necessary to escape from Lothur, it would die at the hands of this person!
So even with all its suffering up to this point, it was still faithful to its beliefs and searching for resources to regain its strength.
'In the other chamber, I couldn't do anything against you, Lothur. But that was thanks to that damned snowman!' It thought about it silently as it surveyed the surroundings of where the silver-haired young man had dropped it.
