"How can you be that stupid?!" Calen scolded him again. "I'm supposed to be the stupid one here!"
Roxanna pressed her lips together. She hadn't expected him to proudly volunteer for that role, but she didn't have time to think about Calen right now. Luan needed help first!
"Oh, shut up," Luan muttered weakly, his voice barely louder than a whisper.
"The demon Fenrir must have used dark magic," Zeir said calmly. "That's why Luan's healing ability isn't working properly." He glanced at Roxanna, lowering his voice. "His healing ability will catch up eventually, but we don't know how long that will take."
Even though Zeir didn't say it directly, Roxanna understood that he was asking for her blood.
Without even hesitating, she nodded. "I'll give him my blood." Then she turned to Calen. "Help me bring him to my room."
