Blood drips from your shoulders as pain stings from the heavy injury the Greater Lost dealt to you. Louis supports you in walking towards the mistle, in order to take a breather before going for another expedition towards the Cathedral.

"Are you alright? We can head back to the base, you know," Louis whispers, looking at you with worry.

Going back to the base might be a good idea, and both of you collected enough stash of blood beads for the next few weeks.