"Leon, she needs a doctor," said Nyla.
"Well, I'm afraid we don't have one here besides I think you did an impressive job caring for her wound," responded Leon. "So Zyra is just plum out of luck but don't worry about the old girl, she's like a cat with nine lives that somehow always manages to land on her feet."
She knew Leon had always been competitive with her, so jealousy she could understand but since when had he become her greatest critic.
She felt like he trashed her in front of the others when she thought all along they were good friends at first through Nyla but then they bonded after that, didn't they?
Leon came into the room with three ratbeasts.
They were all armed and muscular and looked like Leon's personal bodyguards.
Their eyes missed nothing as they scoped out the room. One was impressively big in girth until Zyra got close enough to realize he was shorter than her.
