When Aaron opened his eyes, his gaze followed the ceiling, the white ceiling reflecting the living fire in the room and making his eyes burn a little. He must have been asleep for a long time, the fact that only a small amount of light burned his eyes like that made it obvious. He had no idea where he was, but he was well aware that he was not surrounded by enemies, this place was too peaceful to be so.
Slowly he straightened himself and then felt the pain in his body, scratches all over his body and wounds too numerous to count, even if the life potions healed the wounds, the scars would always remain. These scars could only be removed by a high-level healer, at least an SS-Ranked one.
Despite all the pain in his body, he stood up and quickly changed his clothes, when he opened his inventory, he saw the dead bodies of two of his friends very clearly, and the feeling of relief in his heart changed in an incredible way.
