When Jason was done healing most of the survivors, Gustavo approached him with a deep wound in his forearm. It probably had reached the muscle… so it should hurt quite a bit. He waited in silence for his turn…
"Just put some spit on it, and you will be fine," Jason said.
"Considering the sanitary conditions in a world like this, this probably isn't a good idea," Gustavo said.
In the end, Jason sighed and healed him… he didn't want to give that much of a hand to morons who let themselves get hurt like that, but while he wasn't as useful as the troll king and the red orc, he could get the work done as a front liner.
"A single use and all of my health was recovered…" Gustavo said after raising his eyebrows.
"What is the plan now?" Helena asked. "It is still early in the morning. So, we can fight after a couple of hours."
