Duncan opened his eyes slowly and let out a breath of foul air.
Looking down, he frowned slightly at the still open wounds on his body. By his estimate, the wounds on his body must have closed, if not healed by now. But, the wounds that covered his body were refusing to heal properly.
These were the wounds he had sustained while getting mobbed by the cannibal horde. This wasn't the first time Duncan had gotten injured and he had been injured far more severely than this.
But, Duncan had learned that his body's vitality was stronger than many others after he started practicing
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.