It had been a minute since I started healing when I saw the eyes of my friend fluttering before they opened and immediately focused on me.
"Micheal?" She said in the question, "Am I dead?" She again questioned herself as she tried to get up slowly.
"Its been a while, Rhea," I said to her. She is my old friend Rhea, she is one friend I had made after I began practicing. The first female friend I had made in westblood, where all began.
"Yes, its been a while," she said before her eyes flashed in alarm seeing the five Grimm Monsters towering over us.
"They are fine; I will deal with them after I stabilized your friends," I said, and she looked at four unconscious humans. Her expressions became sad when she looked at them, "They have suffered a lot," she whispered before her eyes again flashed in alarm.
