Lucas frowned as he pressed down on his throbbing stomach. The pungent smell of blood and rotten meat left on his body assaulted his nostrils.
Leaning against the tree, Lucas looked around.
It was daytime a few hours ago but now it was dark. Fortunately, Lucas climbed up on a tree and noted the sense of direction. A few miles away, one can see a greenish mountain range covered in dark clouds.
The forest was not only inhabited by poisonous insects but also dangerous beasts and monsters.
While hunting in the dungeon, one had to always be prepared beforehand.
There were insect repellents, sprays that mask your body odour, and a liquid that moistens your eyes and keeps them in good condition.
But he had nothing here.
'Sir Harris didn't even leave a healing potion.'Lucas sighed as he managed to get up with his throbbing body.
"Woooof!"
Lucas's body instantly stiffened noticing a wild hungry wolf who had been searching for food.
