Chapter 19: The Price is Your Head

Elanor was wrung out and listless when they reached a nearby demon patrol group. Thankfully they were in Pride territory instead of Lust so none of them thought that she did this to Azzoth.

They were able to help move him to an outpost so she could focus on treating his wounds, working on autopilot as she treated them.

She’d been right, the wounds were worse than last time and having to reset his wings wasn’t easy either, but she managed it.

After that, she sat in the corner on a stool and just stared at the ceiling, eyes dull, all her tears having run out.

Azzoth was alive and she now had one foot in the grave—IF she was lucky. The Strirus Kingdom would not be forgiving, and her family was in danger now.