“hah—- yeah. funny, huh?" a short, somewhat breathless chuckle followed the response - which turned into a heavy exhale the wounds were agitated. soon after, however, he lifted an arm toward the hunter. “you mind helping me up or what?”
He could have done it instead of talking, but the waiting seemed fair, really. On the other hand, the smell of blood was the last thing he needed as he helped the guy up.
❛ I said you should leave the monsters to me .... ❜















