A mission worth dozens of lives had finally ended. In some ways, it was a true triumph, for despite the dire situation, Adam had managed to win, but... such a victory had a significant price.
"Do you think he'll be alright?" Jena asked, nervously biting her nails. In front of her, in the center, was Adam, lying in a medical pod.
Silvana glared at her.
"I'm the one who should be asking you, you know?"
Jena sighed heavily.
"I know, but I can't say anything yet. In fact, Adam could either wake up in a few hours or slip into a coma. His injuries were on the verge of being critical..." Jena muttered, directing her eyes to Adam's left arm.
She had to spend the whole night stitching the pieces of flesh back together to make it look like a hand again.
The healing solution was able to quickly heal Adam's burns and cuts. Jena used special remedies to make sure Adam had no scars, but that didn't mean he was completely healthy.
