Caleb Manning remained in a coma within the cave, completely unaware of the outside world.
Perhaps it was the Holy Water fed to him by Malachi Arcanus that took effect, or maybe it was Caleb Manning's destiny to survive; the once faint and nearly disappearing breath gradually grew steady and strong.
The high fever covering his body slowly receded. Though the festering blisters and rashes hadn't disappeared, they showed signs of improvement, indicating he was out of life-threatening danger.
After what seemed like ages, Caleb Manning finally awoke, groggily taking in the unfamiliar cave before him, alongside the sunlight streaming in from the cave entrance.
He paused, seemingly unable to believe he was still alive.
He distinctly remembered being pursued by waves of beastmen, how many exactly he had killed was unclear, only knowing it was many, very many. All those intent on killing him eventually ended up dead.
