Lilith couldn't help the relief she felt when she heard he would be fine.
Her hand brushed some hair out of his face before she lifted his shirt to inspect his previous injury. She knew he would have stopped her if he could move but right now she couldn't care less. The gauze that was there had been soaked through with his blood. His face was scrunched up in pain as he stared at her. It wasn't pain from the wound in his side but pain from the knowledge that she was probably poisoned.
The small female said something in their language and two of the natives lifted Dion up, holding him up by his shoulders. As he was unable to move on his own, his legs dragged across the ground ripping the lower parts of his trousers.
"Can't you handle him more carefully?!" Lilith complained facing the s
