Damien didn't black out, the pain was too much for him to faint. With his body slumped on the floor, he breathed in and out before pushing himself on his fours.
"O' great one, are you alright?" Glen asked while looking at Damien, who waved his hand and slowly got back to his feet.
"I am fine," Damien felt like his insides had been cooked. And boy, it was a feeling that he would never want to have. He walked over to the three men before summoning the blood transfusion kit from his inventory.
Instead of wasting his time deciding whom to help first, Damien turned to look at Gary, whose injuries were the first. With his blood now a universal group, he started the blood transfusion while sewing back Gary's torn arm, which now lay limply on the ground.
[Congratulations! You have treated another patient.]
[Fame: +32]
[Precision: +4]
[Would you like to use the points to purchase the blood transfusion kit?]
