As Raid was dragged in to the doctor's house, he could hear the murmurs of the townsfolk. "They look dead..." "What happened to his..." "Her stomach is..." "....monsters, we need to..."
His injured leg hit a rock hard, and he fainted. The doctor looked at him. He muttered under his breath, "Ah.., he must have been exhausted."
When Raid woke up, he could hear two men speaking. Hmm...? Oh, the doctor's house. Raid strained his head to get a glimpse of the people talking. It was the doctor, speaking to a hooded man in a robe, presumably a priest. The priest seemed rather flustered. Looking away, Raid turned over to his side. On the bed next to him, Sheshia was sleeping. He wanted to check her wound, but it was covered up by a blanket. Oh yeah! My injuries! reminded, Raid tried to wriggle the toes on his bad foot, and then tried to turn his ankle in small semicircles. His leg seemed to have gone through a complete recovery. Most likely the doing of the priest. And I doubted they could do it when it was burned, haha... He was in good spirits, he had never expected it would be healed so well. The priests were really something else. He tried lifting his right arm that had been bitten apart and burned. He could almost feel it moving up, but he couldn't see it.
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