Ignoring the continuous wailing in the distance, Hecate sat on the floor leaning her back against the Save Crystal.
Now that everything was over, she examines her appearance. Her robe and hair was dirty from the mucus of the maggots, as well as spider bloods and ashes from this unnamed ruin 1F and 2F. This dirt will not disappear in her robe until she clean it, the same can be said with her hair.
"Oh well, that can be done later... More importantly..."
She opened her inventory and storage from the Save Crystal, checking of the loot that she obtained.
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