ALGREPPA MOUNTAIN RANGE
A young man was sitting down with his back against a wall, appearing to be deep in thought.
The man was sitting in what looked like a cave since the icy mountain air didn't reach his spot.
He wore a pitch-black hooded robe and a horned mask that covered the entirety of his face while clutching his arm tightly with a blood-soaked rag…
At least what was left of it.
The entirety of his right arm was missing, leaving only a short stub under his shoulder.
Even if healing magic and high-ranking potions could regenerate lost limbs, they couldn't regenerate missing limbs as large as this.
If he lost a finger or two, or even his tongue for example, if the man could find a highly skilled healing mage or a top-tier healing potion, it wouldn't be too much of a concern. That was only if he could get access to either of those in the first place. Highly skilled healing mages and top-tier healing potions didn't grow on trees after all.
Daily ch 2 of 2