Perfection (Part 1)

Step. Step. Step.

Magnus ran quickly, holding the bleeding Nessa in his arms. Sure, he might not waste time examining her, but... if there wasn't a crazy idea in his head after her words, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry.

In fact, although Magnus could get some bonuses from treating the injured slum dweller, it would hardly make him speed up his step.

He was a pragmatic bastard and that was why he was where he was now. However, now he was running faster than ever with an excited grin forming on his face. 

Soon his legs began to ache, Magnus would never let that happen, after all his comfort was above all else. Some slum girl's life wasn't worth his exertion. Yeah, Magnus's selfishness and heartlessness were astounding.

However, there was something more important in this world than Magnus's comfort - his ideas!