And so, after their leaders were tended to by the healers, the rest of the group decided to move away from the scene, choosing to enjoy themselves at a distance. With capable healers on hand, what was there to fear?
Ziek, catching his breath, observed the departing crowd with a quirked eyebrow before turning his attention to Yi Zen. "You lost," he remarked, a smug grin on his face.
Prior to Fu Lian's arrival, they had made a wager on Bing Shi's actions. Yi Zen had bet that she would send Kuro in her place, while Ziek bet that she would come herself, accompanied by Kuro.
"En, you too," Yi Zen concurred, wiping a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth—a reminder of an injury sustained while protecting Fu Lian.
"Me losing?" Ziek's eyebrow arched in an amused manner, his lips curving upwards as his gaze shifted to the woman standing behind Yi Zen, "Fu Lian, I'm starting to love you more and more."
