The world spun around him.
âYour Highness. Is the tunnel⦠collapsing right now?â
Rick couldnât get his voice out. Strange. It was just a bite to the shoulder, wasnât it?@@novelbin@@
Before he could hear a response, the cold dirt floor touched his cheek. Yet, the dizziness didnât stop.
Yeah, the world must be falling apart. Especially if Tristan was looking at him with that worried expression.
âYou idiotâ¦!â
The situation had reversed. Now, it was Tristan trying to drape Rickâs arm over his own shoulder.
Rick wanted to scoffâDonât push yourself when youâre barely holding yourself together, Your Highnessâbut the moment his arm was lifted, a searing pain surged through him, forcing him to swallow a scream.
Ah. My collarboneâs broken.
The bitten arm wouldnât move. No matter how hard he gasped, his lungs wouldnât expand properly. His ribs must have cracked, stabbing into his lungs.
Tristan attempted to help him up a few more times before eventually setting him down.
âWait here. Iâll bring someone⦠Stay awake!â
Only when he saw Tristan limping away in haste did Rick realizeâ
I really am in critical condition.
Rick lifted his good hand to inspect his wound. His fingers found the jagged gash left by the beastâs fangs.
Ha! This is going to leave a great scar.