89 Three Days Later (1)

In a certain room in the Adriha Clan's territory.

A red-haired bearer dressed in beige flowy clothes moved fluidly over a lying young bearer. He carefully checked the pulse, then the heaving chest and after that, he calmly straightened his body.

"So how was it? Will the moon elf lord wake up any time soon?" A buff and handsome blond moon elf asked the bearer. His tone sounded a bit too intimate for a friend or a stranger. It is the way most males talk to their mates. Especially the most affectionate ones. But despite the flirting tone of Legland's voice, the concern for the unconscious patient is evident.

The weak-looking bearer discreetly rolled his eyes at the head sentinel, Legland. "I've been telling this to you since days ago. But since you asked again, I will say it again," the bearer paused, and then his silver eyes lingered on everyone inside the room. Legland, Nicol, Olyn and Xagrien quietly received this stare since the bearer was speaking the truth.