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Rúan tried to be patient while Niarok bandaged his calf, but the thousands of needle-like stinging coursing through his flesh and veins made it hard to keep a calm demeanour.

At one point, he could not hold back a small yelp.

Then the pain subsided near the end, and Rúan could relax a bit. He allowed himself to slump back against the cave wall and close his eyes momentarily.

But then Niarok tied off the bandage and murmured, “If the bleeding continues, I might have to suture it.”

Rúan’s eyes flew open. What?

“I don’t think it will come to that,” Niarok added gently, though something in his tone depicted otherwise.

Rúan hardened his stare. After swallowing, Rúan said tersely, “It better not come down to that.”