Young Maltida

In that moment, the healing master let out a violent cough. Blood staining his handkerchief as he staggered away from David. He didn't waste a single second and popped a particularly large pill in to his mouth. Hitting a few veins in his body, he sat and started controlling his body to accumulate his lost energy and blood.

Six hours passed and finally, blood started returning in his body  and a shallow blush could be seen on his face. The blood medicine was effective.

Master Xion opened his eyes, thoroughly exhausted and drained. His eyes contained a hint of fear as he stared at David like some sort of monster. "I'm not exactly sure what's wrong with him, but I'm certain he's in need of massive amount of force and energy. Like how some beast go into hibernation in famine to save energy, this young man had done the same." Carrying his backpack, the Master was in a hurry to leave. He couldn't stay here another second.