"It is when we have witnessed our loved one's pain that we are able to conjure the most strength to defeat our enemies."
~Tasmiya Shaik
THE PORT CITY OF DURENHAL
The Underground Hideout
Thursday
13:02
Zelaphiel ejected the gurgling blood in his mouth. He wiped the remnants with the back of his hand, and clutched onto the wound that was engraved across his chest. The injury he received from the Helziniek beasts he fought previously was not treated with adequate medical care. A mere bandage would not suffice to prevent infections; however he believed that even a single second that could be spared towards solving the matter at the port without any further delays should not have been wasted. Even if it would cost his life.
