Adall was now back in the room he had rented at an inn in the city of Hector...
He had suffered the embarrassment of his life carrying Lyara, still unconscious, on his back while being stared at by other residents who wondered what kind of obscene practice the bourgeois-looking man, due to his clothes, was engaged in. He endured it without flinching because it was, after all, about saving a life.
After entering his room and locking the door behind him, he immediately examined the condition of the injured person he had laid on the only available bed in the room.
From this examination, he understood that the life of this wolf woman was truly in danger.
She had lost too much blood while fleeing from the assassins chasing her and then being moved to this inn. If she didn't receive proper care quickly, it was more than certain she would lose her life within the hour.
