By the time other players arrived…
"You'll be alright."
Kazi was already healing the fishermen that had tripped and fell. Indeed, none of the injuries were detrimental. All had been spared from a fight, after all. More than the healing and confirming everyone was okay was the information provided.
According to the locals, three months had passed since the bone whale, the Bake-Kujira, attacked.
"If it wasn't for the samurai fending it off, we would all be dead," muttered the fishermen whose hands had blistered from the throwing of the spear. Kazi smiled and nodded.
"You should be proud of your efforts too."
The fisherman pursed his lips and stared, not quite believing his kind remark. But then Kazi looked and smiled and suddenly he did.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't my old friend, Kazi Hossain." Flip, flip, soaring into the air, and land. Leon had arrived. "Remember me? It's Leon. I do gymnastics."
