Mix Of Dragon And Ghost

"You don't have to heal me. We hate fighting anyways so we'll be done here." The Nebula academy student didn't hide the fact that he was happy to give up the point. Partly because of the poison hiring him but also because of the things Maria had done.

Not only had Maria jumped to help his yeti when it was being stabbed by the red threads and bone needles of the patchwork collector. But she had also immediately rushed to heal him. Fighting someone so caring like she was would be an insult to the kindness she had showed.

"Don't try and argue with me. You're hurting too. I can see some muscle tears and how you're shaking." The boy laughed a little before raising his arm weakly and calling the referee. "I'll see you at the end of tournament banquet. Don't think we won't be thanking you." Many healers took the boy and his yeti away but they both left happier than when they entered.