Chapter 27 - Entangled
Brandon dashed at the warm blood dripping from the gash in his forehead, purposefully using the soiled robe he had been given, smearing the white fabric at the cuff. For a moment Brandon was perturbed that he was still bleeding, considering how fast such a small wound would have healed only a few days ago, but with the power of the Acris stone smothered in Wards Brandon quickly realized that it would take time for the wound to close. Not to mention his other injuries only a handful of hours old.
His right leg throbbed, the ankle obviously damaged from the collision with the hard cement of the floor. His ribs ached from the punish kick that he had received as well as the harsh cutting of Hovels Alchemy into his chest. Brandon was a mess.
Slightly limping and nausea
