Lathel and Tinryss

'What the hell is this?' Barosik screamed in his heart, but he couldn't speak because his mouth was in too much pain.

"Alright, you should thank me for my kindness." The doctor smiled and said, "If I hadn't used magic to heal you, I'm afraid your face would have been even uglier now."

"Of course, kindness is kindness; you still have to pay for the treatment."

"Don't worry; I see that you are not a rich person, so I will only charge you 20,000,000 gold coins."

Barosik had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the doctor mention the hospital bill, he immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Pfff!"

Then, he felt his mouth hurt even more, and he seemed to realise that his mouth was distorted.

"Ack! Ack! Uh... uh… uhm…" Barosik couldn't speak; instead, from his mouth came strange sounds.