"...Ughhaaa!" I groan in pain as Faye tends to my arm with a bandage. She used her magic to handle the worst of it, but there's no restoring my lost arm, and it hurts like hell.
"There, I'm done, Syl'Vyr. Feeling any better?" Faye asks with a bitter expression. Since she never spent much time with Evelyn, and Eve was always off training, Faye and I grew really close.
"Yeah… I am…" I say, looking over the damage. My right arm is completely gone, and there's no fixing that now—it's a permanent injury.
"Haa… haa… How many days was I out?" The damage was so severe I wouldn't be surprised if it's been days. There's no one around to restore my body.
"About fifteen days, plus the four days I spent running while carrying you, because I didn't know if Eve would come to kill you…" She smiles at me, relieved I'm okay. It makes me bite my lip. I dragged her into this. I made her come with me.
