"Sir?" Rowan was at my side in an instant. "Sir? What happened?"
I stumbled as time resumed, feeling the strength that Greywind and Golden Leaf had given me drain from my limbs.
Pain erupted in my chest as dozens of cuts and gashes began to make their presence known all at once.
"Rowan," I said, feeling him put my arm around his shoulders. "Things aren't good here."
"I see that sir, what happened?" Rowan's eyes were a little wild.
I looked down, the twinge in my chest a sharp reminder of the spirit's assault.
My shirt was ragged, and the flesh beneath it was a churned mass of gashes and cuts. There was blood everywhere.
I gritted my teeth.
"I've endured much worse before, lad. You know that."
"No, I don't sir. SEVEREN!" He shouted at the carriage. "SEVEREN BRING THE FIRST AID KIT!"
He looked back at me. "Sir, I'm going to let you go for a moment. If you fall over I'm going to make you run next to the carriage the rest of the way."
