After lunch, the group fell asleep. The stress and the fatigue from the last two days weighted heavily on everyone, but Lith and Phloria were the most affected.

They had been on their toes non-stop since their arrival in the forest, the only moments of rest were those that they spent in the cave. Lith had pushed his body so hard during those days that he was aching all over.

He used Invigoration as much as he could, and that meant very little. From his experiments with the potions, Lith knew that the physical enhancing ones had side effects, just like fusion magic, that only proper rest could remove.

Invigoration could make up for them, but how could he possibly justify his ridiculous recovery speed? His mind kept searching for a solution, but without success. Restless, he started reconsidering his group’s situation and chances of success.

The more he thought about it, the more the exercise didn’t make any sense.

– “How the heck is a group of teenagers supposed to last for a whole week? With no prior notice nor someone capable of hunting, I can’t see even a genius get past the third day.

The Headmaster’s magical beasts attacked once a day, and each time it was much worse. If by tomorrow they get serious, it will be our end. And that’s just the icing of the cake, there’s also the fear, the need to search for food and shelter.