Aluminum Arrows
Soon, Eisen woke up in his chair again and slowly looked to the side with tired, heavy eyes, trying to make sure that his arm really grew back properly.
"Ah, good..." The old man muttered with a sigh, and then looked around the room, noticing that Fafnir seemingly climbed on his lap after he closed the dungeon, and Sigurd swiftly appeared directly next to him and went to sleep on Eisen's lap next to the monsters as well. And when it came to the monsters, they were all snuggled up against each other on Eisen's left side, seemingly having wanted to make sure that his arm would be fine.
"Good morning, you five." Eisen said with a chuckle, and they all slowly raised their heads toward him, happy to see that he was alright again.