Fraud of the Damned

Eisen watched as the Undead around him turned back into sand, creating piles that the old man immediately stepped over to get through the next gate that was slowly opening up in response to the death of this necromantic worm.

The old man was breathing rather heavily, his body slowly breaking down due to extreme exhaustion on top of the damage that slowly accumulated all over him. Sure, he mostly healed that damage with his health pills, but with practically every bit of damage you received, you would lose a small amount of stamina as well.

And that wasn't anything that could be recovered through health potions or pills, only through a small assortment of specific potions. Adding onto that the fact that Eisen went through three fights directly after one another with little rest beforehand.

Satel landed right beside Eisen with a broad grin on their face, "Well, well, well.. That was pretty interesting, wasn't it?"