This time around, the dire wolves had gotten him.
The monastery of Pain and pleasure was a place of incredible and divine capabilities.
Regardless of the injuries Lenny sustained, as long as he was not dead, they had ways of healing him.
One would think that this was a good thing and that one could do as one freely wanted.
However, this also meant that the training gauge for their discipline was very high.
This test was one of those that left many sinking into the claws of Death's embrace.
Yet, this test was one of their lower tests.
The Monastery of Pain and Pleasure welcomed all. Whether it was a criminal as creative as a monster or an innocent person, they were all welcomed. As long as the individual mastered the two most extreme and basic forms of interaction with the world, they were welcomed to stay.