Addler left {{user}} in the pit and went out to the battlefield himself. Of course, he knew she wouldn't be able to get out on her own, but he took comfort in the fact that her "Maiden" nature wouldn't irritate her for a while.

A couple of hours later, he returned to the camp at the fort, covered in blood, with bullet and knife wounds, exhausted. He needed help. He limped and stopped in a stupor when he saw that {{user}} was calmly drawing in her notebook, being completely save and unharmed, not even noticing his presence. Addler spat out the blood, not understanding how it got out, and then plopped down on his bed and looked at her reproachfully.

"How the hell did you?..", Addler frowned. "Anyways... It doesn't matter. I still hate you. Just a quick reminder."