20demayo Chapter 546 2 down
Chapter 546 2 down
She gritted her teeth, nodding as she pushed herself up. "I'm alive... barely. But... Kern..." She cast a weak glance toward Kern, who lay motionless a few feet away, his body still bleeding from the thread bullet embedded deep in his side.
Ty's heart clenched as he rushed over to Kern's side. He dropped to his knees, frantically rummaging through the medical supplies they had left. "Damn it... I'm not good at this," Ty cursed under his breath as he ripped open bandages, his hands shaking.
Kern's breath was shallow, his face pale and drenched in sweat. His scimitars lay discarded by his side, blood pooling beneath him. Ty pressed a hand against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding, but it was clear Kern needed more than what Ty could offer.
"Rosana!" Ty shouted, his voice cracking. "I need you over here!"
Rosana, wincing with every step, made her way over, her hands still trembling from the burns. "Let me... let me help," she muttered, kneeling beside Kern. Her eyes flicked to the medical supplies, and she pulled out the specialized cream they had purchased earlier. "This will help... but we need to seal the wound first."
Without hesitation, Rosana summoned the last of her flames, her gauntlet sparking to life. She placed her hand near Kern's wound, the fire flickering weakly but enough to sear the edges closed. Kern groaned in pain, but the bleeding slowed.
"Sorry," she whispered, her voice strained, "but this will buy us some time."
Ty's hands fumbled with the cream as he applied it over Kern's wound, his frustration mounting. "I wish I was better at this," he muttered, his fingers slipping as he tried to wrap the bandages. He cast a glance over to Gisorn, who lay still on the ground, his chest barely rising.
With both of them stabilized as much as possible, Ty stood, his hands shaking. He looked up at the sky, his face hardening. "Drones," he called out, his voice firm despite the exhaustion in his body.
A low hum filled the air as the drones responded, descending slowly from above, their cameras focusing in on him.
"They were competent," the King muttered. "But not enough."
The ship began to rise, and the King's gaze shifted, locking onto Ty. His lips curled slightly. He's still standing. Let's see how much more weight he can carry, the King thought, watching with interest as the ship lifted away.
General Omhina's Room
General Omhina sat in his chair, body stiff with the bandages that wrapped him. His eyes never left the screen. The ship hovered, then began to lift Gisorn and Kern.
Omhina grunted, a deep, gravelly sound. "Not bad," he said under his breath. His muscles tightened as he leaned forward, watching Ty. The kid's still got fight in him, he thought, feeling the pull of the battlefield even from his room. "Let's see what you do now."
Yun-Jin's Radio Room
The radio crackled softly, announcing the departure of Gisorn and Kern from the arena. Yun-Jin sat still, head resting in her lap, listening to the broadcast. The sound washed over her, mixing with the silence of the room. Her breathing remained steady, but her face was hidden, buried in the weight of everything happening around her.
Back in the Arena
The drone ship's arms retracted, lifting Gisorn and Kern into its hold. Ty's gaze followed them as the ship rose, his body still tense. He stood rooted in place, unmoving as their forms disappeared into the ship. The quiet of the battlefield seemed to stretch for miles.
As the ship ascended, the ground trembled beneath him, a soft click breaking the silence. Ty's eyes snapped down just in time to see a metallic spider, sleek and efficient, land softly on the dirt. Its legs moved with precise, calculated steps, the mechanical hum faint but unmistakable.
Ty's muscles tensed as he took a step back. The spider moved forward, its metallic legs clattering lightly against the ground. The drone ship, now carrying his fallen comrades, disappeared into the sky, leaving only the strange machine behind.