Chloe stood up and picked the two crystals.
She kicked Alder's head to the side.
"Take him," Chloe looked at Little Stone and pointed at Owen. She did not want to touch the bloody Owen. "I will take care of your master."
Little Stone walked to Owen, grabbed him, and put him on his shoulder.
Chloe walked up to Neo, who lay unconscious on the ground. His face was all bruised up, his uniform thorn and the sword still stuck in his arm. Little Stone did not take the sword out as not to intensify the bleeding.
Chloe removed the sword.
The blood flowing from the wound intensified.
Ripp!
She ripped a part of her uniform. She wrapped it around Neo's wound and tightly tied it.
The bleeding stopped slightly. She then placed her hand over the cloth.
Coldness swept from her hand, and the cloth, together with Neo's arm, froze. She stopped every drop from bleeding.
