"I made it back" He said spluttering blood from his mouth when he spoke. "They didn’t catch me" he said with a groan as blood trickled down his chin. Borysko now feared the worst, the boy must have internal bleeding, he wouldn’t last long out here.
"Drakon, you’re in a lot of trouble with the Village elders, running off like that, what the hell happened" Borysko said as he cradled his head, just as the boy looked to be falling back. He had to keep reign of his rage, the boy was still alive, but for how long? He had to do move him and quick, but how?
"Drakon?" The mage replied looking around him with a renewed sense of fear. "Who the hell is Drakon?"
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