Red Falcon nodded, now he somewhat understood Arthur. This is such a damnable time, a moment when soldiers and demons fight to the death, yet a father-daughter reunion is playing out. If this were any play, it would be absolutely dreadful.
A father cannot watch his child die, and the child cannot see their father in helplessness.
"Damn demons..."
Red Falcon cursed under his breath, walking toward where Owes was. Red Falcon's gaze was always on him, but he didn't ask anything, directly passing by Owes as he approached the stretcher.
The doctor was still trying to wake the patient. During evacuation, this patient reacted most intensely, so the doctor had increased the dosage of the injection significantly. He was in a deep sleep.
"Excuse me."
Although his words were polite, perhaps due to oppressive erosion, Red Falcon impatiently pushed the doctor aside, grabbing a Florun Potion and stabbing it into the patient's neck.
"Wake up, Joey!"
