The night loomed with veiled threats, and in the depths of it, a sickly, lean figure moved stealthily, his eyes alert for any signs of danger.
"Why is this wound not healing? I've managed to restore the universe energy reserves of this guy, so what the hell is going on?"
He mused, puzzled, presence virled in the night as he moved through the city. After several long hours, he had managed to replenish the universe energy reserves of this body.
However, even after that, the wound did not heal. He wasn't concerned anymore about the bleeding stopping, as clotting had set in with time and it had managed to stop. However, what he was concerned about was the fact that the wound would be exposed to infections in its open state.
Yes, he had tried to cover the wound with vines, but it didn't work. The wound was picked by the vines and the bleeding episode began again. He had to wait for several few hours more before the bleeding stopped.
