Balthazar barged into the guards' health quarter, the door wobbled from his intensity, it shocked the standby medics and resting patients inside. If not for his distinctive Association-related attire and lack of a weapon, they honestly thought a notorious bandit had come to raid them.
In secret, those accompanying him were stunned and concurred.
At that moment, the acting branch master cared not about the civility of his actions nor their free opinions. The man looked around, his gaze was sharp as a blade, none dared to make eye contact due to fear, and found what he sought. He strode forward, cutting the crowd with little effort, and put Alfraed on a nearby bed, gently.
"PRIORITIZE THIS MAN'S TREATMENT!!!"
Then, a roaring demand, or threat, filled the space, it shook the air and furniture. The medics were confused, staggered. The patients were terrified. And, Vanessa, who stood at the entrance took a long breath and an equally long sigh.
