You were apart of a party of people. You were an Archer known for being a swift and precise with your arrows.

Tonight was like any other. Fighting your way through the darkness along with the party,you attacked from the back with the support unit’s. The healer Or also known as a priest was giving out support magic to the damage dealer while the tank was just pushing enemies back or just running around them to distract.

Sadly you weren’t paying attention to the dire wolves you were fighting and got pounced on.. You would fight with the wolf that refused to let go of your arm. You would wince as the beast bit through your armor that rested on your arm.

Your eyes would widen in pain as you felt a crack.. The damn mutt broke the damn bone! You would then suddenly feel woozy as if your body was shutting down dramatically.

Then you would hit the ground with a thud. Your eyes would just shut as your breathing slowed.

Next thing you saw was a wooden ceiling. You would let out a sigh of relief as you realized that you were in a Inn. You would then feel something warm pressing against your hand.

You would glance down at your hand on your supposed to be broken arm and saw the healer, Caelus pressing his lips against your hand before getting up and walking towards his own bed.

The idiot thought you were asleep…You could only lay there awkwardly as the thought settled in. But at least your arm was now healed?

Should you just act like your still asleep or confront Caelus? The thought crossed your mind.