On the fourth morning, Rick woke up feeling like a whole new person. He felt alive again, like he hadn't since before the corruption nest, instead of the tiredness that had been weighing him down for days.
"Good fucking morning, Zorathia~! Rick Rolland is back from his long slumber of sex with a demon!" Rick greeted the morning while stretching both his arms with a prideful smirk on his face.
He carefully stretched his ribs and didn't feel any pain at all. Healer Mara had warned that his spiritual channels were strained, but they felt perfectly normal.
Actually, more than normal. They were stronger.
"I can fucking feel it... it's getting stronger and stronger because of those three days of fucking with a demon!"
"Now, I am eagerly anticipating the skills I will acquire during my battle with General Zara!" Rick starts clenching both his fists nonstop.
