Chapitre 939: Travelling With Edvimar

After the healers had dressed up all of Edvimar's wounds, since there was something that was hindering any sort of healing on his body, they left the tent.

"How are you feeling right now?" I asked, making my way into the tent.

Seeing the bandaged Edvimar, I couldn't help but imagine a mummy. Despite their powers with healing, the healers weren't used to dressing wounds up manually. They've been relying on spells this entire time so when it came to wounds like this, they were a little inexperienced.

"I'm feeling good now. Thank you for your help." Edvimar nodded his head as he tried to stand up but struggled.

Shaking my head, I forced him to lay back down.