The path leading to the hut was rather steep. It was hard to climb with someone on your back, especially when you're tired. Mistress only turned to me once to say one thing: "Don't throw up."
It's true that if I did throw up, I'd pass out, but it was really hard to hold it in.
Somehow, by some miracle, I managed to reach the hut. Once there, Mistress told me to place him on the table she had already cleared beforehand.
Oh! I forgot to mention, but Mistress knows a lot about medicine!
She had already stopped the bleeding on the boy's leg earlier and was now probably going to reattach his leg to the rest of his body. She asked me to bring some pure alcohol to disinfect the wound, and thank goodness he was unconscious, because it's not pleasant at all!
"Aubade of Rhydis, third verse: restoration."
A light surrounded the boy's left leg, and slowly, it reattached itself.
Well, I say "by itself," but it was thanks to Mistress's power!
