With a long face, Mikhail watched as the wounds all over his hands flashed with a violet glow, healing in an instant.
He couldn't even think of someone in this world that would have had a hard time with the challenge he had just faced. Even the children of these lands would find it a possible endeavor, so long as they had refined their bodies a little.
Even the poison that the vines had made him suffer from was but a mere trifle for him to deal with.
'That was mildly annoying at its worst,' he thought with a scoff.
He then looked over to Sharyl. The big guy had hardly received any damage from the climb up. At most, Sharyl's feet had a few scratch marks. And now, the evidence of the climb up had all but disappeared.
Now, the two moved onwards through the door and up yet another staircase, this one a spiral staircase.
