บท 79: The Cruelty of The Gods - Part 4

"Nah… It's fine… I needed to get some new clothes anyway," Beam said, his eyelids closing for half a second, but reopening again once Nila squeezed his hand.

At his instructions, Nila's mother cut his leg. That fact that she didn't gasp upon seeing the amount of blood that stained his calf was evidence of her experience in treating the wounded.

"Mama, what's happening? Is he dying?" A little boy asked, his little sister peering curiously over his shoulder.

"Hush now, David. If you want to help, can you go and find me the honey that Nila forgot to bring?" The lady said.

Nila grimaced at that, only just realizing that she'd forgotten. Seeing that, her mother reassured her. "Don't worry, I need your help – can you clean the blood around the wound as best you can? I need to stitch it."