บท 141: Going ghost

As Zafron stumbled through the doorway, Mara and Matilda quickly moved to support him, each taking an arm to help him inside.

They guided him carefully, noting with concern that while his wounds were still open, the bleeding had mysteriously stopped.

They gently lowered him onto the couch in the living room. Zafron winced as he settled back, his body protesting every movement. Matilda, her face etched with worry, turned to her sister. "Mara, go get the treatment kits from my room. Hurry!"

Mara nodded and dashed off, her footsteps echoing through the house. Matilda knelt beside Zafron, her eyes scanning his injuries. "What happened?" she asked softly, trying to keep her voice calm despite her growing alarm.

Zafron's voice was weak and raspy as he managed to reply, "I... I was robbed."

He attempted to sit up, but Matilda gently pressed him back. "No, don't move," she instructed firmly. "Just rest. We'll get you treated."