I had no choice but to retreat with you, being my stupid rival had managed to overpower us. I'm mostly unharmed, only having a few minor scrapes, thanks to you. But i can't say the same about you. I lay you on the ground just past the sand as gently as I can before tearing some cloth from my own clothing and tying it tightly around your wounds, causing you to wince and bite back a groan, to stop the bleeding. Don't ever do that again, got it? You can't risk your life like that. Never again.
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