He is recognized III

"Hang in there, buddy!" Johan commanded firmly, though his voice was laced with worry. Without hesitation, he tore his luxurious jacket, embroidered with gold, and used it as a makeshift bandage to staunch the blood flowing from Calvin's wound. His hands moved swiftly and decisively, doing everything in his power to manage the critical situation.

Calvin groaned softly, his body trembling as waves of pain continuously crashed over him. "Ughr~"

"Don't talk, Prince! Focus on staying alive right now, okay?" Johan urged, his tone both authoritative and empathetic, his eyes fixed on the pulsating wound in Calvin's abdomen.

While Johan struggled to keep Calvin calm, Yumi and Takeshi were not idle. Yumi rushed forward, her expression shifting from shock to one of burning determination. Behind her, Takeshi followed anxiously, his fists clenched, ready to act if necessary.