Levi's POV

　　"Tch! Goddess, that hurts."

　　Mumbling to myself, I apply a concoction to my wounds. In the back of my head, I am cursing at a whole lot of people who have put me through this mess.

　　"Lincoln...couldn't you have healed me properly last night? It's aching like someone put me through fire." I cuss at Lincoln even. My poor wolf - who's been with me through thick and thin, naturally - clicks his tongue in annoyance as well.

　　'I already ...