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Blaming Ben
Adam’s POV “Shet!” I cursed as I picked him up from the floor. His wounds were fatal, so they healed slowly. He was so weak, his breathing was haggard. For a second, I almost felt pity for him, but it cleared away as soon as it came. If I had not injured him in this state, he would have killed me. With him on my shoulder, I walked over to the floor and picked up the jar which had fallen during the fight. Fortunately, it didn’t break or c***k, else I would have been at a loss and would have fought for nothing. I rushed out of the room and summoned Ted to take over me—giving me strength to run the long journey home. Having spent a long time in the mountains, I had no idea what the time was, but it was almost morning. The moon was full and bright in the sky, filling me with an energy
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