Tucker stared at the fire as it danced in the night air.  He watched as
his friends slept; all of them in one piece.  He set his sword on
recharge and started a repair grid on his electromagnetic field generator,
damaged by the acid during battle.  He also began work on the grappling
hook that had been severed.

He then began to think about his problems.  First, there was that beast
still following him.  Second, there was that damned demon spawn Edgar and
third, there was that blasted rune he had carved into my cheek! thought
Tucker violently.

He brushed his hand against his cheek and was shocked.  The rune was
gone!  He thought back... /that healing ray.  The beam of light from that
fourheaded lady must've healed me, including that rune!  Well... that's
two problems left two go./

Tucker finished fixing his grappling hook, tested it by plucking sleeping
birds from the trees and letting them fly back up, and was satisfied.
Happy to be free from burden, for a while, he snuggled into sleep.  And
in his dreams, he visited home, a place he had not been to in a long time.