Satou sat down against the wall, his body still healing from the previous floor. His Regeneration was working slowly now, conserving energy since he had no mana potions left to fuel it.
He'd been in the dungeon for sixty-nine days. Six days had passed outside. He had one day left,ten hours inside time before his scheduled fight with Richard Clay.
Which meant he had ten hours to rest, then face whatever was on Floor One Hundred.
Satou closed his eyes and focused entirely on recovery. His Regeneration worked steadily, repairing damage, restoring stamina, clearing his mind of the accumulated mental strain.
When he opened his eyes eight hours later, he felt... ready. Not perfect. Not fully healed. But as ready as he'd ever be.
[Status Check:]
[HP: 3847/4100]
[Stamina: 78%]
[Mental Coherence: 89%]
[Abilities Active: 73]
[Race: Dragoblin ]
[Level: 45]
