First Aid

Egon took a bucket filled with water and used it to wash Reinhard and Gerlon's wounds. He brushed the wet cloth gently with trembling hands, seeing the scar that was so terrible.

His withered eyes opened wide observing the torn flesh and skin. The wound was deep and looked brutal. On Gerlon's back were four large incisions. Slices perfectly the skin of the back. While the wounds on Reinhard were more severe. His neck was torn apart and his right ribs were crushed. Egon didn't even understand how he was still breathing under these conditions.

"What actually attacked you?" muttered Egon wide-eyed.

Egon thinks this is not human work. This was the work of something more terrible than humans. And that something is in the academy now.

Unknowingly, the cloth he used was now turning red, full of blood. One cloth and one bucket of water are not enough. He needs more. He didn't know if all his clothes and all the water would be enough until Ashnard arrived.

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