Time flew by.
Before long, the second night had arrived.
However, this night, Shane didn't fall asleep. Instead, after angrily consuming the tonic in his hand, he sat up in bed, clasped the Holy Sword, and looked determined not to sleep at all.
Clearly, Shane had figured it out.
"In the last two days, it was after waking up from a sleep that I felt completely drained. Therefore, tonight I won't sleep."
Shane wanted to see if the anomaly in his body was related to his sleeping.
What happened during the night? Or was something done to him while he was asleep?
Shane pondered over it for a day and finally decided not to sleep tonight but to stay up and keep vigil.
"I don't believe I'll feel weak if I do it this way."
By now, Shane was practically acting out of spite.
However, he really wanted to understand whether there was something wrong with his own body.
