Lied got up with a loud groan before dragging himself towards Hilda. He felt fine for the most part, other than the searing pain all throughout his body. Hilda had taken the brunt of the damage instead. In that situation, neither of them could have used Magic, their bodies were left to fully take the blow.
Lied got to Hilda, breathing hard. He still had no feeling in his left leg still. He reached down and pulled out a thin tube filled with bright green liquid. Patricia had concocted a few healing potions for Lied in case he ever got injured again, but he had only brought one with him.
"I ain't letting you die yet, boss lady," Lied grunted, unbottling the potion.
Patricia had used her magic to make the bottle of potion resistant to damage, so no matter what, it would still be intact. Lied reached out towards Hilda, his hand shaking.
"Drink it yourself."
