Not long after that, someone called Shaan's name. Without hesitation, Shaan turned his head and saw Chelsie and Nalira running towards him.
"Shaan, where have you been?" Nalira said as she rushed over to him. "We've been waiting for you, but we didn't see you among the group carrying the supplies we just passed."
"Uhm... That's right," Chelsie nodded enthusiastically. "We were really worried because you weren't in the group at all."
"Oh, about that…" Shaan smiled awkwardly as he scratched his head. "I tried to find another route so I could reach the town square faster," he explained. "I managed to find one, and—"
"Shaan?" Nalira frowned, seeing the pain on Shaan's face. "What's wrong?"
"My ankle twisted when I—" Shaan suddenly sat down on the ground. "Ow… ow. I can't move my leg at all."
"Oh no, Shaan, hang on! I'll try to heal your leg."
Chelsie said anxiously.
