It seemed like a simple quest. Defeat a strong monster, they were used to this by now. It should have been easy.
But they weren't expecting something to happen to their leader, of all people.
It happened in a split second...Lindis was shot away by the manticore's tail, and rendered unconscious. Simon had rushed to help him, while the others worked on defeating the beast...but when they defeated it and ran over, the medic looked up at them, an extremely frightened expression on his face.
"We need to get back to town. Now."
From what he had managed to get out without freaking out and sputtering, the attack that hit Lindis had poisoned him, far worse than what Simon could heal. Right now, only the people at the clinic could help.
So here they were now: sitting in the inn's lobby, nothing to do but worry and wait to hear about their leader's condition. Everyone was quiet...their minds were too occupied with worry and upsetting thoughts...
What will we do if he dies?
How long will it take him to recover?
I could have been stronger...and protected him...
If only I had noticed his condition sooner...
"Excuse me."
One of the clinic's people then walked up to him. "This...is about the man you all brought here." The entire group held their breath, one thought racing through all of their minds.
What's going to happen?