Chapter 322

He darted up in a hospital bed. Heavily breathing, he looked around and was greeted by the sight of Maximillian going to town on some pudding. Several more, empty plastic cups were placed on a table next to him. "Yo," he greeted with an astoundingly chirpy voice.

"You are alive?" John couldn't help but ask.

"Oh yeah, I am as astounded as you are. My body was basically just a crumpled piece of paper. Permanent damage to my left leg though. Not even the apothecaries can heal it. Your elemental tried as well, no luck. It's just shitty now. At least that gives me an excuse to walk with a fancy walking stick," he ripped open another pudding.