After Berkah completed his regeneration, Valeria helped him stand properly and spawned a femur bone for him to balance himself on.
"Huff..."
[That fucking drained me...]
Berkah felt extremely lethargic, the cost of expanding so much Mana in a short span of time took a toll on him, not only physically but psychologically as well.
To such an extent that his newly regenerated limbs and flesh were throbbing, carrying the echoes of his extreme injuries.
He was unsure if whether he actually felt pain or if it was merely his mind playing tricks on him.
[I'm glad my regeneration is working properly unlike last time, I was afraid I'd get those radiation symptoms again.]
[I guess this means Death's mark is no longer in effect...]
He smiled bitterly and laid down on the large femur bone that carried him.
"Young Lord, shall we descend?"
