By the time that Brent and the Wind Esper had come back down from the upper floor, Kellen had gotten his hand through the window. The towel he'd grabbed before wrapped around his hand to prevent any further damage. It was kind of amazing that Kellen was able to do so.
It was a testament to his training and his new Class. Brent whistled, impressed, while the Wind Esper rushed over, worried for Kellen.
"Are you alright? How is your hand? You should have waited since we don't have a Healer with us." He scolded, but Kellen let him. He was an Esper first, after all, and there were some things he could allow as a Guide first.
"I'm fine. I covered my hand with a cloth first so that it would hurt my hand less. I wasn't foolish about it." Kellen told him, amused. "Now, come over and help me toss these gas bombs. There's one for each of us to put out the window." Brent rushed over, giddy as he picked up one of the bombs. He winced, coughing even with his mask on as he picked it up.
