"Is everyone feeling better now?" Mike stretched his body. He had pretty much recovered. With his golden blood and the Pithy Formula of Life, it allowed him to not only keep his life, he managed to recover almost fully. It was nothing short of a miracle.
Everyone else carefully observed their bodies. They too had mostly healed. The remaining 20 to 30 percent of injuries could heal easily with some care. Most of their injuries were skin wounds or exhaustion. None of the injuries were particularly serious.
"Are you really alright?" Cecil circled around Mike a few times, even peeking in through his shirt. On the day he had been injured, he looked like he was half dead. But in just a few days, he was full of life again. His face looked ruddy and his breathing was smooth. It was as thou
