[Anton's P.O.V.]
The wizard's arrival and his lone quest to find a cure for Ellie had all been premeditated.
"My wound heals very quickly. Hart, can you help me keep this a secret? I don't want anyone else to know."
When my ancestors mutated their genes, not only did they change the color of their eyes, but also gave themselves the ability to heal themselves. It was only yesterday that I took blood from my heart, but it's already forming a scab today. As long as I didn't exert myself too much and held on for another day or two until Ellie woke up, my wound would be fine.
"Others?" Hart looked at me and smiled evilly. "Are you referring to Ellie?"
Was he asking for a beating? I gave him a light slap on his arm. He was lucky that I was still recovering. "Don't joke around. I'm serious. I'm just grateful that I'm conscious and able to watch her recover."
