A couple of hours later everyone was finally back inside the fortress, and while Luan was slowly healing, everyone else that wasn't injured was busy.
Some people were dismantling monsters while all the blacksmiths were making spears, shields, and gear from all the new materials.
Raymond sat next to Luan, who was lying on his bed. With a worried look on his face, he kept chanting healing spells to try and make his condition improve even a little faster.
Luan opened one of his eyes and saw Raymond seated on a chair next to his bed, his complexion super pale as sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Calm down, Ray," Luan weakly said. It seemed like the situation was more desperate than he had initially anticipated if he wanted to heal him even at the cost of his own health.
