Raven stood at the end of a higher-level dungeon, his body filled with deep wounds that rapidly healed due to his maxed-out Manticore heart skill.
Now even able to repair severed limbs as he slowly felt a painful itch, his fingers restored to their glory as he clenched them to make sure they moved correctly. Tomorrow he would be fighting Zeon, the dragon and feel a sense of exhaustion; tonight, he would spend a wonderful time with Philis, Lilith and Emily so that they could soothe him after the day's fighting.
Losing interest in the dungeon beneath him and not wanting to be in a dungeon, Raven flew out of the exit as he wanted to see the faces of the women he loved and to spend the night relaxing while eating a good meal.
Outside, the sun shined, and the sky was bright.