The Caravan was back on track, making good time. Vulcanos’ performance, though unexpectedly ferocious, had cleared their path at record speed. If nothing unforeseen happened, they would arrive at the border before nightfall.

Meanwhile, Zeke was inside the carriage looking after the unconscious Chimeroi. It had been a couple of hours since the fight, and Akasha’s words were already proving true. After the initial weakness from Blood Boil subsided, Vulcanos was healing at a discernible rate. Wounds that would take regular humans weeks to recover were closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zeke couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. “This is just plain scary,” he mumbled as the unconscious Chimeroi relaxed his furrowed brows, evidently no longer in pain.

[Notice]

Host has the ability to recover much faster than this.