"The wounds were not closed yet but we have to move. Are you sure, you'll be okay with this? And that you will never regret making this decision?" Dylan intensely looked at Yudriel's pale face. The bleeding has almost stopped, and Elisha's potion had pacified the poison on the wound. What's left now was to somehow make the wound close to avoid infection when they move out.
Yudriel closed his eyes while nodding. His hand gripped the nearest one he could grab. It was a small hand but the hold on him was firm. It gave him a little bit of courage.
Tssss!
The tip of the dagger Dylan was holding hissed after touching Yudriel's skin. Everyone could see how much of a torture it was. And they had to do it at his back too since it went through his body. Another hissing sound made the foxes gulped. Torture was all they could think of as they saw the charred skin making its mark on his body. Dylan made sure to make it a little bit more decorative by trying to shape it into a leaf.
