CHAPTER 85

Chapter 85 The valley of death. Devil's realm... The forest of doom... 'I don't think I can move further than this." Evans heaved out in pain as he dropped to the grass, leaning his back on the tree trunk he sat beside. Clare dropped their bag and sat beside him. 'How bad is it?" He asked, looking over at Evans. 'The wounds refuses to heal." Evans pulled up his shirt to show the fresh seep of blood that had stained the plain clothe Clare had improvised as a bandage to wrap around his torso. 'They will not stop bleeding. the wound feels deep and infected already." Evans slightly raised the clothe up to show Clare the deep jarred cut on his torso. Clare winced at the sight of it. 'It looks worse then it really is. We should be getting help." He said as he stood from the ground and dusted himself off. The rest of the warriors found a good spot to sit around, heaving out tiredly as they dropped to the ground. They had been walking for miles not taking the chan