Upon hearing a familiar voice, everyone turned their heads at once toward the source.
As expected, standing there was the blonde Strider emerging from the path where he had led the two Carapaces, waving at them. However, something was off. He was limping on one leg and used a branch as support. Upon closer inspection, there was a deep gash running down his calf and dark blood seeped into the fabric of his pants from the fresh wound.
What the hell happened back there? Klaus wondered worriedly.
Witnessing his current state, Seraphim narrowed her eyes. She expressionlessly raised a question:
"What happened to you?"
Momentarily glanced at his injured leg, Adrian chuckled dryly, as if only now acknowledging the wound.
"Ah, this?" He tapped the makeshift crutch against the ground. "Well, turns out two Nightmarish Carapaces are a bit harder to shake off than I thought."
Klaus rubbed his temple.
