Lies
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Five people could be seen in an open field devoid of vegetation, of the five only two stood; an old bald man with a short beard and a thirteen year old boy with holes all over his clothes. The other three were either on all fours gasping or completely on the floor with labored breathing.
Zane, Hereon and the other Hachiman boy were not in a talking mood, exhaustion clawed at them. Jason on the other hand was completely okay, he was even in a much better condition than when he first entered the dungeon, for starters, his right arm had regrown.
He was a little too energized for someone who had just beaten the dungeon boss of the rank 4 dungeon, his demeanor stayed the same and he didn't have any wounds to speak of. Neither was exhaustion evident.