On the other side, Waiz handed the sword to Rouch, holding Adilve down. They quickly overpowered him and slammed him down on the floor. Rouch took the sword and put it under his belt. He twisted the leg of Adilve dislocating it from its position. Adilve felt the pain. He screamed a lot and then tried to move but Rouch had him pinned down thus he could not move much. Rouch proceeded to his right arm and dislocated it with another cracking sound.
Waiz flinched at the sound of the crack. “Hah, that sounds painful.”
He could imagine what Rouch was doing. “It is better to be careful than to be sorry. I should have done this before.”
He got up and grabbed Waiz’s hands and pulled him closer to the fire. “Let me see them.”
His right hand checked held his face and tried to open Waiz’s eyes. “It burns if you do that.”
Waiz flinched and moved his head away. “We need to wash it off before this becomes a problem.”