Bab 178: 178-Pitfall Pt.3

"How far do we hafta go?" Ghwynmyr asked Urfaal while treading the cold interior of the small path they went in earlier. "Think I need tah rest." He said heaving his breath, placing his arm on his broken rib.

His friend, the beastman turned around and saw the grimace written all over his face. "I-I guess we should." Ulfaar put down Wahakim from his back and gently laid him against the wall before helping him. "Are you alright, Ghwynmyr." He asked with concern written all over his face.

Ghwynmyr grimaced with every step as he tried meeting Ulfaar halfway, but the pain radiated with every movement. He stood still and heaved through the pain, until his friend carried him in his arms and laid him beside Wahakim.

"Argh." Ghwynmyr gritted his teeth as he rested his back on the wall. "Gods damnit! Tis pain felt worse than that of me war injuries!" He exclaimed while trying to examine himself again.