*Rion*
I glanced at Jasper as we dropped into a heap behind some bushes, out of sight of the gruesome battle raging on. I hoped he could see the gratitude on my face.
My best friend was a bit bruised and scratched up, but I was relieved to see that he seemed fine otherwise. He panted and then looked over at me, nodding to the nonverbal thanks I had sent his way.
I flexed my muscles, feeling for any injuries. I had some scratches and bruises as well, but nothing serious. I ached like crazy as well from when Varge violently threw me aside. Thanks to my healing ability, I was already feeling better and knew in just mere minutes, I would be ready to rejoin the battle.
I thanked the Goddess constantly for my uncanny ability to heal. Anyone else probably would have died instantly from being hit with such force.
I looked at my friend when I heard him suck in a sharp breath. “It isn’t looking good, is it?”
