When Alexander was about to leave the tent, he saw the female who helped him standing at a corner. The female's face was white, and her right arm seemed to be extremely stiff. He went forward immediately and grabbed her hand. Her clothes were stained with blood and her face was distorted due to the pain.
"Do you not want your arm anymore?!" Alexander didn't know why he was so angry when he saw the girl keeping quiet despite her arm was shot by a bullet.
"What are you getting angry for?!" The girl rebutted.
Due to anger, Alexander's grip on the girl's hand increased and the girl hissed in pain, "Ssss!"
"Only now do you feel the pain?!" Alexander raised his voice while pulling the girl's sleeves up to look at the wound.
Her arm was not only shot by a bullet, but it was also injured by the poison needles.
Thinking back on how the girl had helped him, Alexander felt guilty. At the same time, he felt his heart ripping in pain.
