[b][H2][Center][color=steelblue]Henry Pearl Avaritia The 2nd[/color][/center][/H2][/b]
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The gates to Henry's castle rose, the 10 foot doors swung open, lights flickered on all across the hallway, the Hell Hounds perked up as they knew their master was finally home. Finally he made his GRAND ENTRANCE... and collapsed on the floor a few yards in. The Hellhounds panicked as this was never a good sign, however rarely it happened. They rushed over to him and began sniffing and whimpering, trying to nudge him and make him get up.

Henry was not in good shape, blood and oil all over him and his arm was definitely broken in 2 separate places. He was barely conscious, likely to die if he didn't get himself fixed up immediately. Luckily he had prepared for just this scenario. Angelica gently placed Henry's unbroken arm in her mouth and bit down gently. She began dragging him to the room where the Hellhounds slept and moved aside a kiddie pool they used as a water bowl. Underneath it was a bottle filled with Blood of the Legion, which forced the body to burn Mana to heal the body. Probably the worst healing potion Henry had, but the rest were in the Gates.

Angelica rolled the bottle to Henry and he fumbled with the top, eventually electing to just smash the top half of the bottle and drink it like that. He gritted his teeth in pain as he felt his bones begin to forcefully align themselves properly and hissed in pain as they fused back together way faster than they were supposed to. His Hellhounds surrounded him while he reflected on the past day and healed.

Anyone breaking into the castle looking for Henry can follow the trail of blood to the Hellhound's room, but they will be attacked if they get too close to Henry. And there are few things that hurt more than a Hellhound's bite.