Capítulo 150: Vandread: Origin (Two)

Victor picked himself up, holding his arm that was bent the completely opposite way it should be with his forearm sticking out from his skin.

"Ghh…" Victor winced.

Julius looked at him, "Just tough it out for another second."

As predicted, the broken state of the blonde youth's arm was mended as black tendrils extended from the point of affliction, fixing his bone and sealing his cut. Still, Victor scrunched his nose during the process and let out a long exhale once it was finished.

"...That never feels good," Victor muttered.

Julius looked over at Vandread, who was still laying down amidst the veil of dust that obscured all of their sight, "How long do you plan on laying there?"

Attempting to get up again, Vandread tried lifting his body, but found his legs to be unresponsive, "...I can't get up."

"You can't?" Victor looked over concerned.

"Hold on…" Julius squinted, moving closer.