That catfish was Skelegon, and the way he looked at Sherwin changed slightly.
He was excited but also worried.
"Sherwin, how do you feel?"
Sherwin didn't answer, he gritted his teeth, the pain he was feeling was evident on his face. It was as if countless people were screaming in his head and he thought that it was about to explode.
"Hold on, Sherwin, this is your chance. Keep fighting, if you can survive this, you'll become a true hero." Skelegon tried to convince Sherwin.
However, Sherwin could not hear anything he was saying, Sherwin then cried out in pain: "AAAA!!!"
Sherwin then spat out a mouthful of mud-black blood that emitted a stench so terrible that Rhon and Petran frowned, and covered their noses.
Then… Sherwin passed out.
"No OK!" Skelegon exaggerated: "Run!"
"Heh?! Why?" Rhon frowned and said, his face showing disappointment: "We can wait for him to wake up and then continue to go deeper, why should we run away."