Clack!

In a temporary camp a few miles away from the Mandrake Residence, the warrior who snapped off his own arm casually reattached it before injecting something into himself.

The skin of his arm started wriggling intensely before becoming normal again. He gripped his fist, and felt incredible power surge in his arm.

It was clear that a broken arm meant nothing to this man.

Clap, clap, clap!

A string of light claps was heard.

A figure came out of the forest, his arms crossed. Dozens more