Eda left the kid to get the things she needed to patch up his leg. A couple roles of bandages and a healing potion she hoped would be enough to stop the bleeding. Heading back to the living room, the boy’s eyes were still closed, but she wasn’t sure if he was asleep but, in that moment, she was a little to busy to care about that.
King had woken up and was trying to wrestle the kid despite it not working too well for him. So that left him sat on the ground, growling as he glared at the boy.
“Now, now, play nice King, the kids hurt,” she told him, a small smile on her lips.
Patching the kid up was simple enough, but now all there was to do was wait until the kid was ready to talk about what happened to him.
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