“Hey, not so fast!”Draven grabbed Leo by the hand, severely wounded. Leo cried out in pain, bowing his back immediately and lowering down to his knees. Draven removed his hand in shock and surprise; he hadn’t meant to squeeze him that hard.“Sorry,” he said, uncomfortable. “I was just thinking we should eat first and get energy, you know, as we planned earlier?”Leo raised himself with the other hand and stood up straight. He was out of breath and blood from the badly dressed wound dripped from his hand and onto the ground.“Jeez man,” Draven said, taking his hand and examining it. “We need to have your wound checked. It must have festered badly and you may have poison.”“I’m… fine…” He was finding it hard to make one coherent sentence.It was as if the wound had dug deep and a sort of toxin had passed through his body, paralyzing him. Draven had no knowledge of medical skills, but he had the skill of survival instincts at his increased level, so he knew that Leo was badly injured an
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