Isaac saw Chet clutching his chest. His cheeks flushed after coughing, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"It's nothing... Thankfully, Caesar didn't attack us, or we wouldn't have left that place unscathed. Kid, I kept my promise. Let's part ways here..." Chet gently pushed Isaac aside.
Isaac pointed at Harry; Shadow Two was helping him along. "Mr. Guerra, my friend here is a skilled doctor. Do you want to come with us to Cloud City and get your illness treated?"
"Haha, there's no need. I'm a mere wanderer. I'm not accustomed to mingling with people like you. But you're still too weak, you know. You should watch out for those bastards." Chet patted Isaac's shoulder and walked toward the forest. "Don't worry too much, though. They won't come after you for the time being."
Chet actually felt very grateful toward Isaac. If it weren't for Isaac, he had no idea how long he would have to stay in that damp, dark shithole under their torture. Perhaps they would have him tortured to his death.
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