It's a broken leg on the femer, the large bone I will need a cast for a few days but only when I walk on my own!" Greyson said gently pushing Priscilla away but wanting to stand on his own feet. Greyson can't let anyone help him! He doesn't want to burden anyone like he did his family when he was younger and disabled. Greyson pulled out his sword and stabbed it to the ground making it used as a crutch knowing he will need to sharpen it later but the last thing he will do is be a burden to his friends he didn't want to drag them down. greyson groaned with each step making sure to move on his own getting pain....