Accident

There was no ‘battle’ in Richard’s room, no work. He couldn’t hold it in any longer when he stepped in, falling down the moment he crossed the door.

He had been severely injured during the battle with the nightmare creatures, only barely pushing through. All the clerics had saturated him to the limits with healing spells, but there were still many hidden injuries to his internal organs and bones. The wounds that had been split open could only be closed off, needing many days of healing and rest to recover fully. However, he hadn’t waited a day before fighting Io.

This new battle hadn’t just torn open all his external wounds; his internal injuries had worsened as well. He had put on a brave front in front of his followers, but when his adrenaline receded he couldn’t take it anymore.

Flowsand sighed. Having fought by his side for so long, she naturally understood his physical conditioning. She didn’t...