With just a little more pressure, he could've ended him right there.

"Bernard!" Evan yelled, sprinting over, panic all over his face.

Bernard frowned, silent for a moment, then let go and stood up.

"I'll be waiting for you up in the mountains. Come find me when you've toughened up! Now get lost!"

The big guy with the scarred face flushed red, coughing like crazy.

Evan dashed over, anxious. "Hey, are you alright?!"

The scarred man glared at Bernard, his eyes red and wild. He didn't bother wiping the blood off his face, just wiped his tears away roughly, not saying a single word.

He got up, limped off deeper into the woods, heading down the mountain.

worried, then rushed forward and shoved a bottle of painkillers into his

scarred man shot him a strange look, but took

him go for a while, then hurried

"I'm fine," Bernard grunted.

"What about him-?"

Bernard snapped. "With his skills, he's not about to get eaten by a bear or anything. But with that attitude, trying to get revenge? He'll wind up dead, and

scarred man, fuming. But beneath the anger, his words were laced with frustration-like

Bernard again.

long, heavy sigh. Suddenly, whether from the fight or from something

Evan shouted in

too. "You

the blood from his

Tarquin said, helping Bernard lower himself onto a big rock at the top of the hill. Evan fished out some medicine from his backpack— just aspirin,

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