As Archie bleeds through the palm-sized hole in his stomach, Charles and the medic carries him over their shoulders together as they walk together through the group of soldiers marching forward.
Though the medic was scared for her life, she couldn't run away as she could feel Archie's hand easily reaching her rib.
She knew that if she did anything that endangers them would result death by bleeding out by a ripped off rib.
When the soldiers finally got through them, the three lets out a sigh as they continue to walk as fast as possible without raising an alarm.
"Somehow, it's harder to resist regenerating rather than bleeding out."
Archie joked while using all his willpower not to close up the gaping wound.
"You could've at least not hit my stomach in the process."
"That was barely a graze."
"'Graze' my ass, you poked a hole on it!"
Even with just slightly raising his voice, his body reacted and made him cough out blood and accidentally got some on the medic's cheek.
