After we settled into our camp, we had a bit of free time.
I decided to sleep.
Or, at least, pretend to sleep so I wouldn't have to do any work around camp.
Yeah, I'm not proud of it, but I also never claimed to be a model citizen. Sue me.
Besides, I was now kind of afraid to actually sleep. Because what if I saw Asmodeus again in my dream again?
I really didn't want to risk that, so I decided I wouldn't sleep until we left this Death Zone.
…Yes, I know how stupid it sounds — trying to survive a nightmarish dimension while being sleep-deprived. And it would've been stupid… if I weren't a [B-ranker].
At my current level, as long as I kept my Essence reserves full and got enough rest, I could theoretically go an entire month without sleeping.
That should be enough time to get out of this place.
Anyway, everyone else was busy with their own thing.
Michael and Vince were arguing over whether we should skin and cook the giant snake we'd just hunted.
