Limping back to his carriage Lance held his side hurting from the wound from Shiro's sword but he was in no way about that. He didn't need his mother asking about it so he just tried to move past the pain, focusing on the fact that the cut wasn't fatal and not thinking of the blood he lost.
sword but he was in no way about that. He didn't need his mother asking about it so he just tried to move past the pain, focusing on the fact that the cut wasn't fatal and not thinking of the blood he lost.
His father had made him take two days off training to allow the scarred tissue to heal and then he would go into secluded training with an elite group of fighters who were trained to never let any kind of injury stop them.
