Kaelen’s POV
His hand, the very one I had cut off was back to normal. It looked brand new. Like I hadn’t split it in half. His limbs fell to the ground right in front of me and now it was back on.
Good as new.
He also had no single injuries on him which wasn’t the fate of Hazel. “General,” he called softly but I ignored him, beckoning on Hazel.
She was bleeding from her arm and leg. I led her to a seat, stared at her injuries once more before grabbing the first aid kit. “Did he attack you?” I asked, tending to her.
She glanced at George as saddened she had to admit it before she nodded. I wrapped her injured arm with a bandage and repeated same for her leg. It would heal soon enough but with how deep it was, it would take a while.
To avoid infections, the dressing would help. The ne
