Atlas continued fighting the Deepsea Crawlers until they all lay dead while thirty red cores littered the floor. He started collecting them all while bringing up his mana stat to see how much it recovered.
[Mana: 2398/7608 (1000)]
'Its only increased by two hundred?' Atlas thought with a curious expression.
After that, he pulled out four high mana potions and downed them before checking again as each one would give him two hundred and fifty mana.
[Mana: 3398/7608 (1000)]
'That topped up my mana pool, but they make me feel sick if I drink anymore,' he pondered before searching the room.
Atlas quickly noticed everything was covered in sticky webs, but the clutter was scarcely worth investigating. In a grim outcome, a dozen skeletons lay scattered, their bones twisted and tangled as if they had been left to rot in a nightmarish breeding pit.