Alfraed succeeded in escorting the captured adventurers to the Association's branch in the nearest city. As expected, when the group entered the building, all eyes were immediately glued to them. There were reasons for this reaction, and the most obvious was that their appearances were far from being neat and fit. Their equipment was broken, some had their limbs lost, and even the young healer was covered in dried blood, though it was not his own.
"Are you okay?!"
"Please, come this way"
Staff hurriedly came with medics and accompanied the group, including Alfraed, to an infirmary to receive treatment. The young man decided to just follow their direction obediently. He could already imagine the medics' puzzlement when discovering that there were no fatal wounds anymore, at least physically. At that point, someone had to explain the situation.
