#Chapter 169: This Is My Fight, Not Yours

I sit in the chair pulled up beside Nyktos’s bed while one of his doctors gives Nyktos a checkup. Even though I’m not a big fan of medical procedures and stuff, I force myself to watch diligently as the doctor checks his pulse and then inspects the spider web of poison across Nyktos’s chest.

The doctor removes the covering over Nyktos’s shoulder where the silver actually lies, adds some ointment,