"I can't walk." Hades said to me, looking at me with a nervous smile. I turned around to look at his legs.
His jeans were soaked in his blood. His shoes were leaving bloody prints behind. How did I not notice his injuries before? Maybe I was too busy to get him outside safely that I paid no heed to his bruised body.
I felt my heart dropping down to my stomach when he winced in pain, sitting down on the muddy ground. I bit my lips, walking closer to him. To inspect his legs.
And when I looked closely at him, I saw that it wasn't just his legs that were injured. His entire body was covered with small scratches and cuts. Blood was rushing out his wounds in so many places. And despite being so injured, he was still smiling at me.
The spirit this man has.
"We need to see a doctor for
