A few minutes had passed since applying the herbal medicine, and Koza's breathing was gradually returning to normal, his chest rising and falling with steady rhythm. Lapu started crying upon seeing his son's condition improving, tears streaming down his weathered face.
"Thank god, thank goodness."
Cale placed a hand on the older man's shoulder. "Like I said, this is still not enough. We need to show him to a proper doctor, and we both have our injuries too that need professional attention."
"Okay, let's wait a bit for him to gain some strength and then we'll leave this place."
"Okay."
While waiting for Koza to recover enough strength to travel, Lapu saw Cale's wounds slowly healing on their own before his eyes. The cuts were closing, the bruises fading with unnatural speed unlike normal human healing.
