Jin-Seo approached Simon and grabbed his shoulders. "Simon, are you okay?"0

She briefly removed the anti-Voodoo mask to examine his condition closely. Su-Ryeon also removed her gas mask and approached Simon to assess his condition too. 0

Su-Ryeon's expression darkened. "You’ll live if you’re healed, but... you won’t be able to fight anymore. That much is certain.”0

"Hoo, hoo! I-Is there no way? I could use a splint!" Simon gasped, his breath ragged. 0

Whether it was due to the pain or the cold, his body trembled. Yet, determination was still visible in his eyes. Simon wanted to keep fighting. He wanted to fight to the end and defeat the Cult Leader with his own hands. 0

"A splint won't heal those wounds. You need to retreat," Jin-Seo said firmly as if crushing Simon's hopes. "You're not fit for battle in this state. Get out of here." 0

"But, if I get healed—!" Simon protested.0

"I can provide some emergency healing, but that won't be enough to move your arm. Go get proper healing from priests specializing in healing," Jin-Seo said as she...0