Chapitre 212: Ice-blocking

Despite the young tamer's slow and careful movements, Enatsu opened his eyes due to the burning feeling. "What... who... Yoshiko?" the merchant murmured, opening his eyes and watching his friend take shape before him.

"Hey, brother. What's up?" Yoichi smiled, watching Enatsu's face out of the corner of his eye.

The wound on his abdomen was worse than the day before: the shredded edges of the cut looked rotten and festering, wholly soaked in Blackblood.

That dark substance prevented the blood platelets from regenerating normally the damaged tissues even after Yoshiko's meticulous care. Every time more Blackblood escaped from the depths of the wound, it carried more blood, lowering the venous pressure of poor Enatsu, pale as a corpse.

Takamori looks very sensitive to the sight of blood despite being an experienced warrior. He avoided getting too close to his wounded warrior, trying to figure out from a distance what Yoichi was up to.