"Ryan," He said while giving her a slight smile despite the fact his face was all split open and bloody. "And it was hard to believe because he's like a God in this place. He never owns anyone and gives them the silver collar. Hard to believe a new Comer achieved it."
Very gently she applied pressure to keep him from bleeding anymore. "Is there a place where you can get treatment here? I'm afraid this is all I know how to do." She smiled sadly in return. "Well Ryan, I can't say I feel very lucky but maybe I should be looking at this from a different perspective." The fact that his face was in shreds while she stood there perfectly intact spoke for itself. She wouldn't complain to someone who had endured longer and was stuck low ranking all because of their blood.
