Are You Going To Eat Me?

A handful of warriors, who were yet to shift, immediately rushed to Dahmer's aid. He was in such a bad state that his body lay broken and battered from Donovan's brutal attack. Internal bleeding threatened to claim his life, and he wasn't healing fast enough to stop it.

"One of his ribs is shattered," a warrior observed, anguish written on his face. "He's hemorrhaging badly — we can't tend to him properly here. We need to get him out of here, now!" The urgency in his voice was palpable, and the warriors knew they had to act fast. Fortunately, they made sure they brought a skilled healer with them on this journey, and they immediately took Dahmer to one of the awaiting carriages.

As the chaos unfolded outside, Leonardo's eyes darted away from the window, his expression tense with alarm.

"We need to leave, now," he urged, his tone low and urgent.