[Two Days Later]
The passage of time seemed interminable as I anxiously awaited Blaze's emergence. Restlessness gnawed at my core, my mind plagued with worries about his well-being in the depths below.
"Perhaps he has already met his demise, drained of all vitality without the infusion of my mana," I murmured, the tendrils of unease coiling tighter within me.
These past few days have unfolded like a surreal odyssey. Nourishment had been sustained by partaking in the meat of monstrous creatures, their primal essence fueling my existence. The elixir of the Bloodwell, with its obsidian hue, had become my sole means of quenching thirst, though its taste evoked a visceral repulsion that challenged my fortitude.
