After stabilizing, the three of them saw Keira Leaf and approached her.
Keira's gaze fell on the three. Robin Loman seemed unharmed, only with some scrapes and bruises, while Black Hawk had an issue with one arm.
Stuart Truman didn't seem to have any visible wounds, except for his forehead and arm, which seemed to still bear the marks Joshua Sulliven had left that day.
But it was clear he looked the worst, his face almost transparently pale, and his lips white as if they were two thin pieces of paper.
"Why did you come over here? You're so badly injured, how could you just run out like this?" Keira couldn't help frowning as she spoke.
"Is there still no news of Young Master Sulliven?" Black Hawk asked proactively.
Keira gently shook her head, "Still searching."
"Don't worry too much, Young Master has survived so many near-death experiences over the years, he will be alright," Stuart softly comforted her.
