After about half an hour, Nathan Thorne finally walked out of the small room.
He was a stark contrast to his pale, incredibly weak state from just moments before.
Now, Nathan Thorne's face was ruddy and he was full of vigor, with no trace of his previous listlessness.
The moment he stepped out, Nathan Thorne burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha! I'm all better! Let's go! Time to eat!"
Superpowers could be restored with Crystal Cores, but physical stamina could only be replenished by eating.
Nathan Thorne rubbed his stomach. "I feel like I could eat a horse right now!"
Sierra Sullivan looked at him, amused. "You wish. Where are we supposed to find a cow for you now?"
Even if we did find a cow, it would be a mutated one.
And if we really ran into one, it's hard to say who would be eating whom!
"Ah!" Nathan Thorne waved his hand dismissively. "I was just saying! It's all the same to me what we eat! I'm not picky!"
