A groan escaped Lilian’s lips as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Lilian, are you okay?” Cedric asked. “Does it hurt anywhere?”
Lilian winced as she tried to prop herself up, but the stinging pain in her chest made it hard for her to move and breathe for that matter.
“I think I broke a rib,” Lilian replied. “Maybe I broke more than one.”
“Don’t worry,” Cedric stated. “I have already mended the injury. But it might still be sore and the pain still persists. You still need time to recover.”
Lilian smiled bitterly as she looked at the battle that was happening around them.
After two days of scouring the Deathseeker Forest to look for reinforcements, their group managed to increase their number to thirty people.
But out of those thirty people, five died, while the others were injured.
Some even escaped when they felt like the situation was helpless, leaving the others to fend for themselves.
Now, only ten people remained.