Darkness engulfed my consciousness as I drifted between the realms of unconsciousness and fleeting moments of awareness. The pain that radiated from my wounded body seemed distant, overshadowed by the weight of betrayal that pierced my heart. Garreth, my mentor, had orchestrated this treachery, leaving me at the mercy of my injuries and the cold, unforgiving forest floor.
In the depths of my shattered resolve, a flicker of determination ignited within me. I refused to succumb to despair. With each labored breath, I summoned the mana that resided in my core.
I had read that the poison emitted by the peluda slowly makes its way to the mana core, devouring the magical energy along the way, but there is a way to slow the effects using aura, but one needs to be at the mastery stage.
'I think I can do it
Though daunting, I knew that this was my only chance to survive.
