In some five minutes, Crey was up on his feet ready to depart.
He had donned new clothes which even he doesn't know come from. His whole body was covered with loose oversized clothes to hide his bandages. Only a plastered right hand was visible because, despite fast and effective medical techniques, this arm was too much battered to heal quickly.
Crey had already cut the similar plaster from his left hand. So the situation was that, that his whole body was aching like hell. And only his left hand was a little workable, but that too can't do anything with much strength. Not to mention, the side-effect of the Revival drug was still messing with his internal body functions.
To conclude it in brief words, his fighting capability was very close to zero, even less than a normal human being. Therefore right now, he could accurately feel the significance of the one word sent by Major and General.
'RUN!'
