We had set up camp in the cave. Only one exit. Easier to control. The two men are fast asleep. Maybe I can get eight lives. That doesn't sound too bad. I take one of the weapons one of the men had made. And I stab him in the back. I see the wound immediately heal as the red ring disappears on his arm from two to one. Weird, just like the old lady it's like they restart. The man doesn't blink an eye open. I felt like he should if he's dying. I clean the knife and place it back where I found the weapon. I killed him with his own weapon. Easier than I thought.

I take my sleeve and roll it down to make it look like I still have seven lives. I go back to sleep like nothing happened.

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The two men wake up earlier than I would have liked. They were discussing how the one went from two to one lives last night without knowing. I roll down my sleeve a bit more to make sure he doesn't know.

“Gentlemen,” I walk towards them and they stop their conversation immediately, “That bear was absolutely delicious last night. I was hoping you would do the same tonight?”

“And what are you going to do for us?” the other one says. Man, I need to figure out their names.

“I will keep my lives safe in case you need them,” and maybe to gain more. But I leave that part out.

The one protests but the other one stops him and they leave.

They fear me

Just how I like it.