Chapter 239 Elliot, Get Out Of The Village

As she dragged him along, Wynter disregarded the expression on his face. "Be patient," she said calmly, "because it may hurt a little." Before Elliot could respond, there was a loud snap. Wynter had repositioned Elliot's fractured arm. Elliot's brows wrinkled as he came out in a cold sweat. When Wynter saw this, he was struck by how resilient the man was. Since any regular individual would have died long ago in such a setting, former warriors were in fact made differently. His shoulder injury would have resulted in frequent high fevers from infection, even if he weren't slowly dying. In actuality, Elliott's body temperature was already too high. The only thing that kept him going was his strong determination. He just utilized the advantage Wynter had given him to get out of the cellar. When Elliot came out, he saw the girl resting beside the cellar instead of Yarra. He and Yarra may have made their getaway. He ran into the little girl and handed her a bag of chocolate chips as they were leaving the hamlet. Elliot would have ensured that they wouldn't disclose his identity if it had been an adult. location. But this girl was just six years old. Her naive smile reminded him of his younger sister, and he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. Eventually, he found himself encircled by locals close to the mountain stream.