The young man, begins to open the button on the girl's neck with nervousness, worries that they will come back and what she will think if she wakes up at that moment, he, looks at her face, has long eyelashes, thin eyebrow, bluish lips by the lack of warmth in her body, the face of a girl.
As you open the second button, look at the seal of the book's armor, when you open the button, your heart is racing, it's the first time you'll see a girl naked, close your eyes when you touch the third button, open it, open your eyes, open the side of the dress, just one side away, release the tape that ties the side of the dress , with a somewhat shaky hand, opens the robe wide.
Underneath he has seen the suit that makes her look very beautiful, is a little dipped, gets to delineate the figure and sees that she is totally bathed in blood from the chest to the belly, a deep concern invades the young man's mind, he sees buttons again, opens them quickly even though his hands tremble, opens gradually very grieving , but, her need is greater, when uncovering one side of the front of the suit reacts, it is foolish to waste time as well, she needs help, he does not see wounds, uncovers the other side, her body is naked, between the blood, locates the wound under the chest, is a deep wound that does not stop bleeding, it seems that it was a blade , the good part is that your skin touches less cold and that's a positive change, thanks to the campfire.
He takes the water from the bottle he had taken out of his backpack and looks the young woman in the face, concentrates on pouring that water into the wound and she shudders a little, at least those are good, he feels pain, the young man apologizes and tells her that he will stop bleeding with that, he pulls out of his backpack a small fret and crushes some herbs that he brings in the bag of his belts , places them in the wound, cuts more strips of the layer, takes it carefully and lifts it half sit recharged on your knee, the bandage, done this, lays it down your clothes is totally wet and stained, does not want it to become infected, in such a state would not withstand an infection.
Take a shirt out of his backpack and dress it.
He struggled a lot, but he did, the shirt is not long, but since his suit is wet, it is a better option.
He covers her with the blanket that covers her up to her shoulders, after a few hours, the young man, has cooked the rabbit already skinless, looks at her closely, is next to her, somehow inspires her tenderness, perhaps because of how vulnerable she is, caresses her face and sees that she has a fever yet, by touching her forehead she reacts slightly , a moment later, she opens her eyes with her gaze fixed to the front (the roof of the cave) and whispers barely audible: the book... the young man asks her not to speak, if she tries to bleed again, it's actually amazing that she's still alive.
She whispers for the book again, the young man rushes to tell her that there he is and the rolls too, asks him to rest, she faints again.
The young man something opposed, thinks: hell, we need to go!
If those men come back, he doesn't really think he's going to get out of this again.
She doesn't know if the fever is from the temperature shock or if there's already infection, hopefully not, she wouldn't survive.
He feels tied by his hands.
He'll let in for a couple of hours.
He concentrates on her, who is she? (he turns her over to see) a CHOSEN without a doubt, he knows that just by seeing her, and confirms it with the burden she brought, another option is that she is a thief in disguise and they are the ones who come to recover those treasures...
But, of all, the only person who seems to be from a temple is that woman, in her opinion, did not seem to have good intentions.
Besides, this girl (looking at her) doesn't seem to be a thief... and it's obvious that they want her dead and want the things she protects.
He pulls out his backpack and pulls out the book, is imposing in sight and very heavy, touches the shell.
He thinks it's clear that this book is very important to her, takes the book into her hands and examines it, has an inscription with characters like incomplete lines.
In the book arises a dim light that disturbs him, hopefully he does not see outwards, notices that the characters of the writing are being completed with that light letting out a little power.
END OF CHAPTER 5