<Middle of the elf dungeon>
*Heavy breathing* "Please tell me we are finished." Clara was on her hands and knees, out of breath as this was their 10th time running the dungeon.
"Don't worry we are done." Shaman was lying on the ground covered in blood and dirt in a similar state to Clara. Elysia found herself on top of Shaman almost falling asleep from exhaustion.
Silver was leaning on his scythe to keep his balance while looking over everyone.
"Does anybody know any healing spells?" Shaman wondered if anyone else could use one as she did not feel like moving at all.
"Nope, I believe you are the only one with a healing spell." Clara had her demonic regeneration, but nothing that could heal anyone else.
"Oh wait, Elysia, wake your ass up!" Shaman recalled the life-stealing flame which should be able to help with their fatigue, so she slapped Elysia's ass to wake her up.
"Ah~!" Shooting up awake with a moan, she looked around wondering what the hell happened.