Sylvester was horrified to see the deep gashes on Felix's face. He quickly took out a healing potion and poured it on Felix's face. "What the hell did they do to you?"
Felix kept staring at him for a few seconds. Understandably so, since as far as he knew, Sylvester was in the Holy Land, so far away that it would have taken him more than a week to even arrive at the Duchy, let alone to save him. He was taken aback and felt as if he was hallucinating.
"Is that really you, Sylvester?" Felix asked in his weak voice.
Sylvester kept pouring more and more healing potions on him and shoved some Solarium crystals in his mouth. "Yes, it's me. Now quickly chew that crystal. They sure did a number on you, my brother. Even gave you nice nail care."
Felix chuckled painfully. "Yeah, they pulled them out. Fuckers tried to make me renounce Solis. I killed a bunch of them… No regrets."
