It took all of Ezio's willpower to contain himself now he is furious of the Borgia and hate for the city guards that took orders from corrupted officials without question , but vengeance is not the right answer. Right now they have to take care of one of their own then plan their next course of action to liberate the rest of Neverwinter without the support of its people going against the government of the city will prove to be too difficult. In Ezio's mind he had built this brotherhood to last and to give up on one of their own is like abandoning it and should Karel not survive he will still lead the brotherhood.
Ezio turns his attention to the healer who was setting down more bandages next to Karel. " Is he going to make it ? " he asks , afraid of the answer he is going to get.
" I do not know. " the healer said simply, with its eyes focused on the bandages tied tightly across the assassin's chest. " He lost a lot of blood…and the wound is deep. I have done what I can, but it is up to him if he's going to pull through this… staying with him would not hurt, though. Just make sure he sleeps."
The healer then leaves the room leaving Ezio alone with Karel. Looking down at his lifeless form Ezio could not stop wondering what has happened to him. This wound will remain for the rest of his life always reminding him of the trap he fell in.
" brother if you can hear me , you have done a lot for me and for this brotherhood now , I need you to pull though this or I will never forgive you.. "
Ezio draws up a bedroll laying it down next to Karel and sat upon it keeping a vigil for the rest of the night. Every now and then the other assassins assigned under Karel will walk in and check on them asking a few questions then walk out silently. They too are concerned of their den leader and their Mentor.
It wasn't until early morning that Ezio's fear was renewed. A fever was now plaguing Karel, and he looked nearly twice as uncomfortable as he had been before. His cheeks and forehead were tinged red, and beads of sweat rolled off him. Every few minutes he'd let out a pained moan, and each time, the mentor would check to see if he was okay.
Ezio had stopped counting the number of times he had checked on him , too tired to keep numbers in his head. Exhaustion was now taking over him as well, for he had not slept since she saw Karel wounded. Yawning again, he calls on one of the novices assigned to the assassin den and a healer.
This continued for the following day , Ezio will take a break every now and then but only when someone else is keeping watch either the healer or another assassin. Still he would wake either to find him tossing and turning, or in a less than peaceful sleep.
Finally, it seemed, after another half a day, Karel's fever began to break. Ezio sighed in relief, noticing the reduction in temperature, and the less pained look on his face. He began to take deeper, more even breaths, and was finally sleeping soundly. Ezio still watched over him carefully, but felt less frantic.
It was over. He was recovering.
The other assassins of the den were also impressed. Not only by his will to live, but how he'd begun to heal as fast as he did. He had given them a few scares, on top of almost bleeding out.
" Our den master is strong Mentor. Still, he should stay in bed for at least a few more days. It is still going to take a while for him to fully recover. "
Ezio only nodded he knew anyone else most likely would have died from such a grave wound , he also had faced the same ordeal at one point as well a gunshot wound and the death of his uncle Mario during a raid of his hometown at the outskirts of the Sword Coast years ago.
Karel had come so close to death's door and tears threatened to spill from his eyes but he stopped them " no , I will not shed tears , I will not run , I am the Mentor of the Sword Coast Assassins. "
His mind at the thought of losing the one he sees as a brother the day he had trained him , Karel often reminded him of his older brother. He looked down at the new set of bandages wrapped tightly around his torso.
His mind also brought up questions and puts a hand on Karel " this injury will it change him ? "
Seeing it to be a traumatic event in Karel's life reminding him of himself the day he lost his family to the gallows and seeking revenge against those who did it and the loss of his uncle shortly after.
A few moments later Karel groaned again. His eyes began to open, slowly, focusing on a person sitting next to his bedside , to the sound of his name being called " Karel ... Karel. "
" Ez..io " He called, through a shuddering breath and then attempted to get up. Ezio responds to Karel's sudden movement by gently pushing him back against the bed. " No, you must rest everything is fine now you are safe and still alive , take care of yourself first then go about your duty to the brotherhood. "
Karel closes his eyes when Ezio spoke again " does it still hurt , you still in pain ? " Karel then turns his head to the side " Yes. I feel sore all over like I am about to roll over and die. "
" That would be the fever, but I was told it should break soon. " Ezio responds took his brother's hand it felt warm to him not cold like it had been when he had first seen him. His eyes held their shine again, unlike the glazed over look they had before.