He nonetheless answered her dumb query for her in a tender voice, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt as much; well at least not as much as before."
"When did this happen to you, what did that?" Alaina kept staring in anguish at his severly injured forearm.
The entire muscle structure of his forearm seemed to have almost shredded as if Freddy Krueger visited him in his dreams. The shredded mass was seemingly being held together by some portions of his skin and muscle on the upper side that was looking as if they were first burned out and then somehow, instead of healing, it dried up and hardened to become dark grey in color and scaly in appearance.
"This is the answer to your questions, Alaina." Leo uttered, grabbing her attention by his words.