The moment he'd activated Riven's Blood Mana Style, his reasoning had dropped to near-animalistic levels, and he didn't care about the destruction he caused, but now...
"Shit," muttered Licht as he rubbed his temples. "This is gonna cost me a lot."
As Licht had these thoughts, his eyes drifted toward Riven's motionless body.
Blood still pooled beneath him, but his breathing had grown faint to the point you would barely even notice it.
Monster or not... the kid had really been done in this time.
If Licht didn't get him treatment soon, Riven might really die.
And to make things worse, people were already starting to gather around the battlefield. Even though Licht was technically a victim in all of this, if he lingered around any longer, he would be caught red-handed and have no way to explain himself
With a frustrated sigh, Licht bent down and hoisted Riven's limp body over his shoulder with his good arm
Moments Later
The infirmary door burst open with a clang.
