Eva stumbled slightly as the platform hit the bottom of the Pit. As she ambled out into the preparatory floor, the corpse of her dead opponent was dragged off to who knows where.
She grasped at her abdomen, which dripped blood out of her two puncture wounds.
“That was really kinda dumb of me,” Eva muttered.
“Yeah, it was,” Severas said.
She had made her way to Eva’s side quickly the moment the platform hit the bottom. The Justicar placed a hand on her shoulder and helped steady her.
“Armor got dinged up a bit,” said Eva, “and I gotta get it patched up.”
“No,” replied Severas. “We need to get you to the clinic and get you patched up.”
“But-”
“The armor can wait.”
Severas practically pushed Eva in the direction of the medical clinic. Although she wasn’t rough, she wasn’t going easy
