Annabeth, who was aware of the boy close to blacking out, immediately slapped him on the cheek waking him up. Dianna snickered but stopped once Drake got back with cloth in his hands. He made the boy move his shirt upwards enough that he could see the wound on his chest, then took a piece of wet cloth to clean the blood. Once Drake finished he wrapped the boy in the cloth so the wound was completely covered, fixing the boy up after it ended.
	"Nice work bro!" Max exclaimed not paying any attention while he chased around a baby griffon that was flying out of arms' reach.
	Drake and Dianna rolled their eyes at him while Annabeth shook her head. "You okay now?" Dianna asked.