Mika's tears were streaming down her face as she held her left hand close, rocking back and forth while sitting on the ground.
None of the healing skills used by the beaten-up medics did anything to lessen the excruciating pain that the wound - dealt by the blue undead and then made worse by Mika herself foolishly listening to him and tearing off her finger - was causing her.
"Everything will be alright, Mika, we will find someone who can help you..."
Corvus was by her side, doing his best to comfort the girl, but honestly, he had no faith in his own words.
Even if the skills of the medics weren't too high, their stats should be have been able to make up for it without any trouble. If they couldn't do anything...
"H-how dare he...!"
The ashen-haired girl gritted her teeth and cried furiously.
"I-I'm a Justice's W-wrath...! It...! It wasn't my fault...! I'm not in the wrong...!"
She growled, hiding her face in her knees.
