The deep-set features, sharp sword-like eyebrows, blue eyes, and overly pale complexion
made him look just like a vampire duke out of legend.
Hannah squatted on the ground, applying the medicine she carried to stop Arnold's bleeding.
Listening to Gregory's nervous prattling, she frowned, "Quiet down."
Gregory stopped talking.
Then Hannah focused on applying medicine to Arnold's wound again.
All of these were the best remedies, capable of stopping bleeding from even the most severe wounds within ten seconds just by applying them.
But it was useless.
Useless on Arnold's wound.
Because the fangs of the fearsome creature carried poison.
Watching the blood continue to flow unhindered from Arnold's wound, Hannah's face remained calm, but only Arnold could feel it—
her hands were trembling.
She was afraid.
He reached out and held her trembling hand that was holding the medicine, then cracked a smile, "I'm fine."
