"Goblins are coming…"
"Huh?!" Mirabell exclaimed, her eyes darting from place to place.
When the bushes some distance away from them began to rustle, she paled.
Wise waved his hand in a dismissive manner. "They are just goblins, little perverts, it's not like it's something serious."
Mirabell sucked in a sharp breath, trying her best not to hyperventilate.
Meanwhile, Daphne pulled her up to a sitting position, while Wise knelt next to her. "Now let's take a look at that knee—ouch, that doesn't look so good."
The young woman winced in pain when Wise felt her kneecaps. "Well, it's not broken at least…"
His right hand gave off a blue light and a few items fell atop the floor.
Bandages, two healing potions, and a clip.
"Why do you have this stuff with you?" she asked, staring at his little collection.
He shrugged. "In case one of the girls gets injured while training."
