11/12/2025, 5:54 PM
When the cry’s pitch had sunk into silence, jodai took his tread out across the field and grit back upset at seeing Satriya’s physician in such desperate straits. There was no short delay as he strode to the man’s side and forced a soldier’s mien, searching for the origin of blood.
“Where are you wounded?” He hadn’t learned to heal on the front line. He knew only the means to delay death for a time, and it was death he smelled now, a pre-dawn breeze bearing the stench of rot to where they waited. A simmering gaze dropped over Setemhotep's bloodshot eyes.
“Who’s done this?”
“Where are you wounded?” He hadn’t learned to heal on the front line. He knew only the means to delay death for a time, and it was death he smelled now, a pre-dawn breeze bearing the stench of rot to where they waited. A simmering gaze dropped over Setemhotep's bloodshot eyes.
“Who’s done this?”