"Cough cough, damn it, you hit really hard..."
In the tavern that Fisher had left, Helena alone dragged those unconscious Phoenix Knights and dumped them roughly at the street corner. She was still pondering how to transport them when Pahetz, who had regained consciousness in the room, had already started cursing at Helena by the door.
She rubbed her plump shoulders and glanced subconsciously at Old Jack lying beside her, then swallowed and leaned against the wall.
Helena at the door of the room gave a slight smile upon hearing the voice and completely ignored it. Like Alagina, Pahetz had once been her military instructor, but unlike with Alagina, her relationship with Pahetz wasn't good; she merely saw him as another subordinate of her mother.
"Are you waiting for that Nali man?"
