Damien sat up first. He could feel pain in the leg which the Cobra had twirled around. His eyes fell on the grotesque state of the dead snake. He couldn't look at it for long. He looked away.
He tried to get on his feet. It turned out that it wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be. Though he couldn't balance himself on the left leg properly, yet the other leg was firm enough.
"How am I supposed to get to the watchtower in this state?"
It was a sad realization as well as promising. If he could make his way there, all this would be over. Also, he was really eager to know what the rewards for the three consecutive tasks would be.
[Ping! If mastered, the skin of a snake could be used for healing wounds.]
"Huh?"
Damien couldn't help but take a last gaze upon the dead snake.
"Does it mean that I could heal my fractured bones?"
The realization sent a ray of hope which lit up the gloomy mood. But when he thought of it further, he shook his head,
"How am I supposed to master it. This system is really shady. Gives a tip then keeps quiet. I can't wait to get the skill of questions and answers!!!! The system would regret ever creating such skill or feature."
He had no idea why he was getting all worked up at that spot. He needed to return to the watchtower and get this over with.
"How am I supposed to climb the watchtower in this state?"
He took in a deep breath.
"I'll cross the bridge when I get there. Let's arrive first."
He puffed a wave of warm air, closed his eyes for no reason then began to limp. The pain throbbing in the other leg was terrible but bearable. He could still use the leg, but he dared not put much pressure on it, or he would be screaming his lungs out.
To his utmost dismay, it wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be. With less struggle and effort, he arrived at the foot of the Boabab tree. The Cannibal was still there.
SHOULD I TAKE THE RISK?
He took in a deep breath again, pushing a tiny lump down his dry throat. To think that he almost lost his life to the snake was very scary. But at least, he got over it and killed it without the help of the system. That was something to be proud of.
Looking at it from an objective point of view, the trial mode had really helped him realize what he had been getting wrongly. Where he had been lagging and how to be responsible for every decision he makes.
YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK THIS. AFTER ALL, THE SYSTEM DIDN'T GIVE A CONDITION. IT ONLY SAID TO GET BACK TO MY BODY.
He nodded then walked closer to the Cannibal who reasonably didn't know that he had arrived yet.
"Walk closer to the tree and face it, your back to the woods."
"Lugal, you're back?"
The Cannibal asked with enthusiasm.
"Yes I am. Do as you are told. No time to dilly-dally."
It wasn't important whether or not the Cannibal understood the last word he used. He didn't care.
The Cannibal did as he was told.
"Now go down a little bit, like you wanna stoop."
"Stoop?"
The Cannibal didn't quite grasp that.
"I mean, act like you want to attack a lion or any other predator."
"Oh."
The Cannibal crouched at once.
THIS FOOL, THAT'S WAY TOO LOW.
He complained more to himself than the fellow.
"Push your knees up a little bit, then spread your back widely."
YES THAT IS IT.
He was impressed with how the Cannibal took little details into account. How he did justice to such a little detail. To his dismay, the Cannibal took the exact perfect shape he needed.
He climbed on the back of the Cannibal. He waited for the Cannibal to groan or something but it didn't seem to come.
IS THIS HOW INSIGNIFICANT TO THE WORLD I AM? THIS IS PATHETIC.
He knew he couldn't farm around that new emotion. He needed to keep his head clear.
"Now stand up slowly."
He continued with the order. His arms were wrapped around the neck of the Cannibal. He was prepped for any sort of impact. No protection is risky huh?
"Climb up the tree. As steadily and --"
Words were too much, the Cannibal was already at the top of the Boabab tree, climbing into the watchtower.
WOW. IMPRESSIVE.
It wouldn't kill Damien to appreciate the effort.
"Now turn your back to the small room."
"Please steady yourself on the branch so you won't slip off."
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