"Aaahh…"
"From now on, place ice on your cheek. Once we find a safe place, we can slip into your pocket dimension and use some potions to heal it." Yumina's tone was brisk but caring as she handed Tyla her frozen water pouch while they continued running.
Tyla pressed the cold against her bruised cheek and winced. "It's a little itchy…"
"Well, it might also be a little too chill. But endure it for now," Yumina replied, glancing at her with worry.
"Hmm… I don't feel the cold that much, actually," Tyla murmured. She tightened her grip on the frozen water pouch Yumina had given her. The pouch had split under the pressure, but Tyla carefully cradled the block of ice so it wouldn't shatter.
Snow crunched under their boots as they raced through the wilderness, bandit voices echoing faintly in the distance.
