章 853: Michael, the Medic

"I was busy getting rid of some pesky traitors," Michael responded with a smile, "I knew you would be able to handle this."

He pointed at the High Awakened, struggling to get up from the ground. The High Awakened groaned, his eyes bloodshed. Tears of rage and anger trickled down his cheeks, and foam oozed from his mouth. 

"Was he like that earlier as well?" Michael asked. Frederik shook his head, but he looked uncertain.

'Better get rid of this guy before he can do something stupid then.' He shrugged inwardly, ignoring the energy building up in the High Awakened's stomach.