The room Kalsar had shown him to was small and plain, a single narrow bed against one wall and little else, a space clearly kept for exactly this purpose rather than anything resembling a guest room. Ant sat on the edge of it with Mahkir laid carefully across a folded blanket beside him, watching the slow rise and fall of his small chest and trying not to let the waiting stretch into something worse.
He'd checked the wound twice already, the herbs Kalsar had provided already doing whatever they were supposed to do, though nothing about watching a Kithren breathe while unconscious made the waiting feel any shorter. He kept replaying the fight in his head, the two clean deflections that had almost worked, the moment everything had gone wrong, the exact instant Mahkir had chosen fury over caution and paid for it in full. He'd been useless the entire time. Shouting instructions that landed nowhere, watching something he was supposed to protect get thrown across a garden twice, and doing nothing more useful than catching him afterward.
He checked the number too, somewhere in the middle of the waiting.
[ KITHREN STATUS ]
Kithren: Mahkir
Level: 3
Evolution Stage: 1
Str: 12
End: 10
Magic: 20
Agi: 18
HP: 15/30
Mana: 50/50