[Green Mantis Claw equipped]
Ding!
[You have slain a Yellow Wild Boar]
[+300 XP]
Ding!
[You have absorbed an Yellow Grade Mana Core]
[+30 EP]
"Tch, it's not enough," he complained, returning the dagger back into the inventory.
Damon's eyes glazed over the prompts, neither impressed nor satisfied with what he was seeing.
He hissed.
He needed to hunt more magic beasts if he was hoping to make reasonable progress.
Damon retired for the day, unsatisfied and with a deep, gnawing hunger in his guts for more growth... and Experience Points.
His mind and spirit were willing to go the extra miles but his body was exhausted and needed to rest.
The next morning.
Damon woke with a sense of purpose, the weight of the Green Mantis Claw against his hip serving for a reassuring presence.
Stepping out yet into another part of the dense forest, Damon's senses heightened.
