Chapter 116: The First Dungeon (21)
The crushed throat caused Jake to vomit a mouthful of blood. Even lowered pain sensors couldn't have mitigated the pain—it really hurt.
Unable to speak was also bothersome. It wasn't even similar to a headset's microphone not working! It was so much worse that Jake wanted to squeeze his throat more and miraculously mend it.
That was the least of his problems, though.
His health points had fallen dangerously low.
'Can I even drink potion now?' Jake thought as he felt the pain clogging his throat. It was such an unbearable feeling that he swore to craft an armor to not allow anything like that to happen again.
The assassin disappeared into the shadows again.
Like Ender(the legendary eagle) and probably the most assassins and thieves, he was biding for time. It was a class that forced people to learn patience and how to keep their feelings in check.
