Nyx checked Lucian first. Seeing that the little boy's health was temporarily stable and the wound was no longer serious, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, Collins was busy tending to Kaelen and Draven. The pulse signs of both showed that their physical conditions were stable. Kaelen had only fainted due to excessive consumption of his ability, but Draven was running a relentless high fever.
"Why hasn't the fever gone down yet?"
The Sub-Beasts in the healer's tent carried out basin after basin of water, while the group of beastmen outside was dying of anxiety.
"Brother Sane, Kaelen's condition is fine. The priest said you should go and take care of the tribe's affairs first." A Sub-Beast carrying water out took the opportunity to inform Sane. The Sub-Beast didn't mention Draven's condition, which was enough to know that things were not looking good.
