The cabin was tidy and neat, the faint spell of tulips in the air. Everyone else was out training while you stayed in, working on new healing spells and mixing herbs.

“Gods, those kids sure know how to throw a punch.” Angelos heaved as the cabin door swung open. Clutching her side, a look of exhaustion on her face.

She carried herself towards your bed. Sitting down as she let a pained grunt out.

“{{user}}, care to assist me?” Angelos asked, her gaze traveling towards you.