"And Johan?"
"He… He's broken some ribs and has a fractured left arm. But he doesn't want to talk much about it…"
"That makes sense." Nodding, Oli took in a final long breath before hopping to his feet. "Well, it's finally time to get to the main objective. After this, we can hurry back and be done with all this."
"Right…"
"Leon, what's up?"
"Hm? What do you--"
"You wanted to talk about something, so spit it out. I'll answer the best I can," Oli stated with a friendly smile.
The swordsman sighed and let his shoulders droop as some disappointment reappeared in his gaze. "Oliver… We weren't able to do anything last night. Are you really an early adept?"
"Did your grandpa tell you?"
Leon nodded and continued, "If that's true, then it just shows how useless we are… I could barely stay alive while I struggled to defend myself… I--"
