Matt, who now had his head wrapped, proffered a hand, which the man took.
To his surprise, Claude spoke the Empire language, even if it was a little hard to understand everything with his accent and poor grammar. “Nice to meet you. I not stand and watch ambush on allies. You interesting fight guy side.”
Matt scoffed. “You could call it that. Long Zhiyuan, better known as Young Master Blood Hand. He ambushed us as we were attacking the first Clan team. I didn’t realize who he was until another team called his name out as he killed them.”
Liz sat down and pulled up her shirt so Matt could start applying a disinfectant to the hole that had been punched through her abdomen.
It looked like an arrow had gone through cleanly, but it was always better to be careful, so he took his time to ensu
