The rest of the Black Smoke Corps came over as well. They had their badges of honor, but most of them wore paled faces. More when multiple of them had to attend to the injured. Sir Heinz was unconscious and had a broken chest plate. Sir Bisman was also unconscious with blood in his mouth. The others looked much worse.
Fenris lifted his head when he noticed his knights panicking over everyone's states. His long horn glowed and sent light beams to everyone who at least had a cut on their skin. Unlike his attacks, these beams were warm and refreshing to the feel. In an instant, everyone's injuries healed regardless of gravity.
"Your Majesty!" Sir Heinz was the first to wake up, even headbutting the knight holding him. It was good their helmets were hard. He consoled his head before looking around. "Where's His Majesty? Did you catch him? Is he hurt? He collided against—!"
"Don't faint, Sir Heinz."
