After a few shaky breaths, I forced my upper body to rise, giving Ren the chance to slip out from behind me.
"Get the doctor, staff sergeant ... and laptop." I retched a few times, feeling that my body was severely damaged.
Ren wiggled away before standing up and sprinting out of the room while I covered my mouth with one hand and pulled my shirt up with the other.
Uninjured skin, uninjured muscles, and no sign of any stabbing or piercing left behind by the thorns.
Contrary to the small scar left behind by the Maestro himself, his space didn't seem to injure me at all.
Then this blood vomiting was probably from power overuse.
Damn, I am feeling like a beaten cultivator with all that blood spurting.
I pulled the shirt back down and covered myself with the blanket, already hearing steps and the staff sergeant entering, while upstairs Ren was slamming against a door that was probably leading to the doctor's room.
