Emergency Treatment

"Thank you, but it's fine. It's nothing but a small wound."

Despite the obviously severe wound on his waist, Head Commander Markham had a wide grin on his face. He was just too happy to see K3308 alive and well.

Abel shook his head, "No, no, no. Here, take this blue potion, Markham. Take it for me. I don't want to lose a single friend today."

Head Commander Markham did take the potion from Abel. He was going to say thanks for it, but at this point, what Abel had done for them was already too much to be expressed with words. There was nothing they could do back that was enough to return the favour.

After drinking the blue potion, Head Commander Markham took a long, comfortable stretch with his body. He could feel the wounds on his body being healed up at an extraordinary speed, and again, he couldn't help but sigh at how generous a man Abel was.

Abel asked the others, "So what happened here? Why didn't anyone tell me about being attacked?"