A few breaths were taken as he once more sifted through his inventory, summoning a multitude of potions. One-by-one, he consumed the colorful concoctions; golden liquid, fiery-red, glacial blue, slime green–the whole rainbow.
[ATK UP] [AGI UP] [DEF UP] [MAG UP] [MAG RECOVERY UP] [MAXIMUM HEALTH UP] ["Nocturnal Sight"]
An abundance of potions were required, to make up for his suppressed stats under the ["Nefarious Rest"] status he was stuck with for the time being.
Quietly, he opened up the tent, dragging the magical zipper up until there was enough space for him to duck through. The moment he left the boundaries of the safezone, the darkness met his eyes; the campfire had gone down to a weak flame, barely bringing any illumination to the night.
He kept his eyes forward while closing the tent behind him, using his ["Nocturnal Sight"] to gauge what may be lurking in the dense foliage.
