Chapter Hundred-Forty-Five – Pain
At the new Lead Warrior's quarters at the palace, Dylan paced about, waiting for the medicine Sigma was supposed to return with.
He paused, looking at the entrance. Did Sigma forget? Or he doesn't want to bring it anymore?
He shook the thoughts off his head. Sigma wouldn't do that, he knew not bringing the medicine will mean death for Baxter.
"I should do what I can, for the meantime." He returned to the room where Baxter laid. Seeing the blood and cuts on his body, Dylan wondered if he was still alive.
There's been almost no change since he left to wait for Sigma. The wolfsbane must be slowing down his healing.
Dylan gritted his teeth. At this rate, they'd lose someone again. "Sigma, where are you?" He whispered.
The door was kicked open. "Dylan, I'm here!"
Dylan rushed to him, taking the pills from him. "What took you so long! Do you know how many to give him?"
