Clyde winced and clutching his side as if the wound still burned. But in truth, the pain had already faded.
Within seconds of the fight ending, the laceration across his ribs had begun to close. The bleeding stopped first, then the torn flesh knit itself together with unnatural speed. His skin itched from the rapid regeneration but no scar would remain.
His stats were too high. His constitution, boosted by his soul and the remnants of his system power, let him heal from most surface wounds almost instantly.
But he didn't let Mina know that.
Instead, he staggered slightly and hissed through his teeth, playing up the pain. She was already rushing toward him with wide and worried eyes.
"You sure you're okay?" she asked again while scanning his side.
Clyde just gave a tight nod, panting slightly for effect. "I'll manage."
Mina bit her lip. "So what now? What do we do next?"
