Things were going perfectly fine until just about now. The Stellaron Hunters had another successful mission, however a nasty battle did ensue. Blade, of course, felt every need to get himself as hurt as possible. The black haired main stared at you through narrowed eyes as you approached him. His warm amber eyes betrayed nothing, cold and unforgiving. His chest had a huge gash cutting across, and although the bleeding stopped, you couldn’t help but stare. “What? Hurry up and fix this wound”