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  • Drakon took off his helmet and sat it down next to Lithia before he knelt down next to her and examined her wound. " it doesn't seem too bad, I can fix this in no time. " Drakon said to Lithia " But it may be easier if... You were in your, I guess, human form. I'm not sure what you call it. " Drakon backed up picking up his helmet.

  • Drakon nodded towards the table " Lay back down on the table so I can get to work. Then afterwards... I don't know. " Drakon walked to the table and got his first aid kit and sat there down on the table. He then sat down waiting for her.

  • Drakon check it out for a couple of minutes before he disinfected it then stitched it up " Try to not get into any more fights while this heals. "

  • "What?! How do you expect me to stay out of fights?!" Lithia shouted, bolting up. "They could be sending more pack members any second! They won't wait for me to heal!"

  • " Take it easy. " Drakon growled and glared, he didn't take to being yelled at very nicely " I can handle it, I've handled worse without you before. " Drakon got up " You rest. "

  • "...Fine. Just don't expect me to sit on my ass if they manage to get you cornered..." Lithia said as she reluctantly sat down.

  • " they won't. " Drakon said " You should know by now that I'm a formidable foe against your kind. " He looked at his gauntlet then at her " When will the next wave come? "

  • Drakon nodded slowly " Alright. And if you're feeling like you HAVE to do something, you can keep watch while I set up more traps. A old friend may be coming this way and I should clear the way for her. "

  • In the distance, beyond the treeline, there was a wagon driving in with two horses dragging it, a woman sat on a bench that was on the wagon holding a rifle in her hands, she could see dead skin walkers and stopped the wagon. She got off and readied her rifle as she went to investigate.