A few seconds after the team stopped to take a rest, Rocky couldn’t help but notice the rhythmic, deep rumbling sounds that soon filled the air.

*Buhararararrrr*

Glancing over, he saw that Buhara, the enormous orc, had already succumbed to exhaustion. The snoring noises escaping from his mouth were almost comical, given his usually intimidating presence, and it involuntarily brought a rare chuckle to Rocky’s lips.

Buhara had been pushing himself hard, and the moment he found a brief respite, his body wasted no time in shutting down, dragging him into the depths of sleep.

Rocky shook his head slightly, a small smile lingering as he observed Buhara’s peaceful, yet slightly ridiculous, expression. It was a stark contrast to the usual ferocity the orc exhibited in battle.

*Clock*

The soft click of a bottle cap echoed faintly in the dark tunnel as Rocky uncorked a bottle of refreshment potion.

This potion wasn’t a perfect grade refreshment potion, like the one that the system gave him for completing tasks, but rather an advanced grade potion, that was still very effective but not completely void of side effects.

As he brought it to his lips, taking a small, cautious sip, Rocky immediately felt the effects spreading through his body like a cool, refreshing wave. The fatigue that had weighed heavily on his muscles and bones began to dissipate, as if being washed away by a gentle tide.

As he continued to drink, Rocky noticed an odd sensation building within him. The potion worked its magic, revitalizing his energy levels, but in a rather peculiar way. His mind, which had been clouded with weariness and sluggishness, became sharp and alert.

However, his body, though feeling lighter, still carried the dull ache of sore muscles, as though the exhaustion had settled deeper into his bones.

It was an unusual feeling, a bizarre mix of being both tired and energized at once and it reminded Rocky of the disorienting sensation one felt as they woke up after an intense, dreamless sleep.

It was as if he had been deprived of rest for days and had finally collapsed into a deep, uninterrupted slumber, only to wake up hours later with his mind clear, but his body still heavy and sluggish.

The potion was effective, no doubt, but it created a curious paradox within him—one that left him feeling oddly detached from his own physical state.

Rocky sighed, placing the now half-empty bottle by his side as he took a moment to stretch, feeling the pull of his muscles as they resisted movement.

The sensation was strangely comforting in its own way—a reminder that despite the wear and tear, he was still very much alive and capable of pushing forward as with a final glance at Buhara, who was still blissfully unaware of the world around him, Rocky settled back against the rough stone wall, allowing his mind to wander, even as his body yearned for more rest.

‘The system reward I recieved, the lightning talisman. How dangerous would things be, if I did not have it on me?’ Rocky wondered, as somehow deep down he already knew the answer to that question.

Without that lightning talisman, his team was already too deadbeat to give the wyverns a proper fight and the chance of them suffering a tragedy was very high.

The lightning talisman had undoubtedly saved their life, and Rocky could not help but feel that the system rewards given to him had been purposefully curated by Gemini Gods, just so that he could use them in critical scenarios.

‘Thank-you for always looking out for me’, Rocky thought, as he offered a silent prayer to Gemini Gods, as for the first time in his life, he offered a prayer of thanks to the Gemini Gods without wanting anything in return.

It was almost like he was becoming a believer as time passed, with his previous reservation’s about their intentions slowly melting away.

Opening the map of the floor, Rocky studied the path they were yet to cover and noticed that the remaining journey was relatively safe once they exited the tunnel.

The palm tree jungle area began just a few hundred meters after the tunnel ended and since it was a low visibility zone for flying predators they usually did not prefer hunting there.

According to the map, the worst that the team could encounter in that area was sand monsters and centipedes, which were not a big threat for the team considering Kronos’s new abilities.

“A 6 hour journey left…. I think we can make it, we have over 18 to spare” Rocky muttered to himself, before immediately realizing that he was underestimating ‘Vorithra Sylithen’.

The path ahead was supposed to be safe, however, with Vorithra Sylithen activating at random moments creating random phenomenon one could never be too sure.

“How much time do you need Erin to fully recover?” Rocky asked, as once he realized that Vorithra Sylithen could still ruin their delivery schedule, he felt the urge to get a move on.

“Me? 5 more minutes Sir Rocky, but I think Buhara will probably need more as he has not consumed his potions yet.

We must wake him up and let him drink all the necessary potions before we continue–” Erin said, as Rocky nodded and got up back to his feet.

“Yo, Buhara, time to go–” Rocky said, gently kicking the big orc near his toe to try and wake him up, however, Buhara instantly frowned with his eyes closed and turned away from Rocky.

“Sohara no… I can’t go one more round …. I’m tired! I’m tired!” Buhara said, as at that moment Rocky immediately burst out laughing hard.

It looked like Buhara could not satisfy his wife on his wedding night and that his wife was a deviant who wanted to suck Buhara’s balls dry.

‘No wonder poor guy couldn’t walk…’ Rocky recalled, as he had a good hearty laugh for a few minutes before kicking Buhara harder to jolt him awake.

“Drink your potions, we are moving–” Rocky instructed, as Buhara groggily responded by opening a bottle of stamina potion first.

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