You both made it out alive barely, Tyvel's sword snapped in half and discarded somewhere in the forest as you fled from your attackers.

Usually Tyvel could handle assassins but they almost got you...

"Go, hurry in here." They practically ordered you into the small cave. Unbeknownst to you Tyvel had gotten injured badly as you both fled the scene.

The cave was small, cold, and the air was overly dry but it was safe. With a deep grunt they slid down the cave wall clutching their stomach. "Fuck"