With a leap worthy of a feline, Kenji jumped onto the bed in the area where Enatsu's feet were gradually stopping kicking. Although he was frightened, the merchant didn't have much energy at his disposal due to the injury.
Enatsu's glazed eyes looked at Yoichi, and his cheeks were bruised under the pressure of the gauze clutched in Takamori's hands.
For a moment, Yoichi thought back to the moment when Enatsu had used Rokuro to save Shioko. The spell cast by Ogai would probably have affected the archer on her chest, turning her into a Void Summoner capable only of obeying Gonshiro's orders.
Ever since he had met him, Enatsu had only been able to do good. Letting him die on a bloodstained bed after hours of agony would have been a real injustice.
All eyes were on Yoichi. Takamori was anxiously waiting for something to happen, and Enatsu, despite his fear, clenched his fists under the ice blocks, ready to endure the pain.
