If only he could take them back to the settlement… he could've been a rich man.
But the thought of going back to the settlement just for money?
Not worth it. He wasn't about to die chasing small gains.
It was time to leave this realm.
Tarkan closed his eyes and activated the mark on his wrist. A faint glow pulsed from it for a moment, then faded.
No reaction.
He opened his eyes and scanned the area.
"Enh…"
The corpses of the Zumbra creatures still lay scattered across the battlefield.
Why wasn't it working?
He raised his wrist again, bringing it closer to his face. He wanted to pull up the comprehensive beginner guide, only to realize the bracelet was gone.
He froze.
It must have fallen off during the fight with the Zumbras.
But he was sure, absolutely sure, that the guide had said a person needed to spend at least six hours in the dimension before they could use the mark to teleport out. And he had already..
"Ah…" Realization hit.
"Damn… Revert…" he muttered.
