Unfortunately, there was no way I could carry Joe all the way to the medical wing in the underworld by myself.
The man was absurdly heavy.
Not just "a bit bigger than average" heavy—
but the kind of heavy that made you question your own life choices.
I tried hoisting him up again, grunting as I adjusted his arm over my shoulder.
Nope.
He didn't even budge properly.
"This won't do… Verren."
—Grunt?
The massive lion lifted his head from where he'd been lounging, blue eyes blinking lazily at me.
"Lend me your back."
Verren tilted his head slightly.
Honestly, ever since the ducal family started spoiling him with premium cuts of meat, he had grown to a ridiculous size. His shoulders were broad, his body long and powerful—easily comparable to a full-grown adult horse in mass.
Big enough to carry a person.
Or eat one.
"I'll leave this guy to you."
—Growl!
Before I could react, Verren bared his teeth and opened his mouth wide—
directly over Joe's unconscious body.
