Evan Orwell fluttered his wings.
"Just a superficial wound, no big deal. Mainly, I've exhausted all my strength and can't heal myself. Ravenfrost Hawks like to gather in groups, two came earlier, and there could be several nests behind. We better make a quick retreat."
His voice was slightly hoarse, with a slight drawl at the end.
Feathers at the edge of his wings were broken in several places.
They gently swayed with the breeze.
Seraphina Caldwell scanned the injuries on everyone.
Blood was still oozing from Evan Orwell's shoulder.
Wyatt Yardley's calf had a cut from an eagle's claw.
Gideon Larkin's waist was bruised, Kaelan Hawthorne's ear was half torn.
She noticed everyone's movements were somewhat sluggish.
Their injuries were clearly because they chose to stay and fight alongside her.
Her chest tightened suddenly, and she stopped hesitating, stepping forward.
Cautiously releasing the Spiritual Spring Water that appeared during her kiss with Wyatt Yardley.
