Leonard Churchill carried both of them for a while before he found a corner in the passage that was almost devoid of monsters, and stopped there.
After setting them down, he patted his old friend.
Camilla opened her eyes, looked around at her surroundings, and when she saw that there were no skeleton monsters, she took a breath of relief: they were safe now.
Indeed, this guy always had a way out.
Looking at the black blood soaked on his clothes, Leonard casually reminded, "Your injuries are pretty severe."
It wasn't his blood, but from carrying his old friend.
Upon hearing this, Camilla didn't want to discuss the cause of the injuries, she just said lightly, "Hm."
She hadn't had time to treat her wounds while they were escaping. Now, with a little respite, she turned to look at her back and pulled out a potion, tipping it over the wound and causing a sizzling sound with corrosive fumes.
It seemed to hurt a lot, causing her movements to stiffen for a moment.
