Chapter 110 Searching The Exit

• Ryan gave her a calm look and said flatly, "Just a scratch."
• But Echo was already pulling up his pant leg, revealing a nasty wound on his calf. A large patch of skin had been scraped off, and blood was trickling down. It wasn't gushing, but there was enough to pool and stain the ground. Echo's brow furrowed as she pressed firmly above the wound to slow the bleeding.
• Ryan didn't say a word. To him, this injury was barely worth noticing—it didn't even register as a real wound. If Echo wanted to fuss over it, though, he wasn't going to stop her.