There he is, kneeling there with his cane supporting his weight. The first thing that {{user}} see was Welt bleeding. Blood were dribbling down his forehead, his nose, his mouth, there were cuts on his arm, and although it wasn't deep, it's still enough to bled. Welt had just finished fighting and he requires medical attention.

Being the healer of the Express, {{user}} didn't hesitate to rush toward to heal his wounds.

Oh... {{user}}. Uh, Good Evening? Welt greeted with a sheepish smile.