章 182: No More Hiding!

Within the Storm Faction's designated area in the stands, August stood off to the side, observing Tristan as he tended to Claire's wounds. Claire, though visibly unconscious, furrowed her brow and emitted occasional silent groans, revealing the extent of her pain despite Tristan's ministrations.

"Is the treatment proving effective, Senior Tristan?" Damien inquired, his tone grim.

Tristan nodded, devoid of any smile. "Yes, the special healing balm I crafted is working quite well. However, her injuries run deeper than they appear, greatly affecting her both physically and mentally. It's astonishing that she even continued to fight in such a condition..."