"Wolf Team, you're injured?"
Gu Ning's gaze fell on Vine's injured right arm. A fresh, red gash ran diagonally across nearly his entire right forearm. The flesh was torn open, looking like a wound from a wild beast's claws, similar to the one on Philinos's chest. Startled, she stood up and walked toward him.
The moment she stood, Vine paused his bandaging. He glanced up at her before lowering his head to continue wrapping the bandage, his movements slowing.
Gu Ning was stopped in her tracks by his cold gaze, which seemed to warn her away. She halted mid-stride.
At this moment, Wolf Team carried an air that pushed everyone away. Silent and stone-faced, he was even harder to approach than Philinos, who was quiet on a normal day.
'Wolf Team is probably still mad and doesn't want to talk to me,' she thought.
Gu Ning was already a little afraid of him; now, she was even more hesitant to get close.
