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The town's healer was a young man in his early 30s.

He had a calm demeanor and was not even remotely surprised to see a severely tortured Lohar on Kyle's back. 

Maybe he had seen a lot of dying people that needed to be saved…maybe all he ever saw were injured and sick people that needed help…Kyle didn't know for sure.

The partially healed wounds on the Lohar's body had torn open. 

Kyle had walked with him on his back for two hours after all. 

The paste and the potion were mere first-aid to keep the wounds from festering. 

Luckily,  the bleeding was not that bad.

After inspecting the injuries, the healer got to work and cut open the cloth bandages methodically. 

He was at the peak of the Fortification stage and didn't even have to pay his complete attention to work. 

His fingers could feel the slightest difference in the texture so he engaged in small talk.