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[ @sonofthearrow saga continued from x ]
[ ϟ ]—– ‘ Almost, yet not quite. He will live.’
Retort came swift and carried a hint of petulance, scowl forming swiftly from the lack of gratitude in the young one. Perhaps it had been unwise, and too brash, to act on his instinct in a world that was far from his own, still all-too unfamiliar with many strange customs he had no understanding of, but he could not imagine any world where such acts against children would be acceptable. Then again, there were countless, numerous worlds, one more strange than the other...
‘ He was bothering you,’ he supplies with a snarky scoff directed at the moaning man at his feet,’ or would you have rather endured that for a while longer? I can always see if whatever is broken in that leg can be mended.’