Shirking away from her hand momentarily, the man leaned against the wall.
"Thank you." He groaned out as he hastily limped towards the alleys. Just as he was about to fall over, Alice grabbed his arms and helped him up.
"I'm just someone who came from outside this city. Let me help you back." Alice offered as she felt bad seeing him suffering from both his injuries and the side effects of his Abyss Blood.
"Ah… Thank you. But really, you shouldn't deal with exiles like me. The people of this city wouldn't look kindly upon you." The man smiled bitterly as two young children ran out from their hiding spot and hugged the old man.
They looked to be younger than ten years old yet their body were also disfigured with horns and scales.
"Why?" Alice furrowed her brows. While it was indeed pitiful to see someone suffering from Abyss Blood, she didn't see it as a reason to abuse them in the way the Hunters had done earlier.