'Trial, dungeon boss, mutant, True Rank skills... so much information, but none of it is of any use to me.' Even though Azarex was listening to their conversation, the more he listened, the more he felt that all this information was useless to him.
None of it was of any use to him. Azarex felt he could use his time better elsewhere. He could practice his undead magic or, even better, he should evolve.
'Yes, I should evolve as soon as possible,' Azarex thought, knowing that they were going to fight a Tier V monster pretty soon, and he had to step up his game to help them in battle.
'Well, looking at my situation… I don't think I will be of any use…' Azarex sighed as he looked at his condition.
One of his arms was broken, cracks were spreading in his skull, and his ribs had suffered some heavy fractures. All in all, he was just barely surviving.