บท 108: Battle Preparations    

"How's your injury, Thraigar?" Rain asked one night as they rested by the campfire, the crackling flames casting shadows on their faces.

"Fine, my friend. Nothing serious. Chi and the others have healed me well enough," Thraigar replied with a light laugh.

"Still . . . you've suffered so many injuries on your back, and your hand . . ." Rain's voice trailed off. He cursed his own weakness, believing it was the reason everyone around him suffered in their efforts to protect him. If only there were a manual for instant strength — he needed it desperately.

Thraigar laughed Rain's concern off, his booming voice echoing in the night. "It's nothing serious. Though I can't move it just yet, I can still be useful with my other hand."

Isn't it serious, then? Rain thought, appalled at Thraigar's lack of concern for his own safety. "You should go back to the Oasis and rest."