[center][h1]~ Chapter 59 ~[/h1]
[sub]Why Would You Both...[/sub][/center]

	Jenso and Mikey were carried from the field into the tent where the healers sat. By the time they were there, Jenso could notice that Ross was already gone, and they were the only two in the tent. The healing elves took Mikey to one table and began working on his chest, first, despite that fact that nearly all of his injuries took place on his arms, his more potent tools. Truth was, Mikey could have kept going, but without his arms, he couldn't really do much against Jenso. They were what he used to control his water, along with his legs. But his legs were far less in tune. He knew there was no chance beating Jenso without most of his energy, and two disabled arms.

	The healers that worked on Jenso put him on a table, and within several minutes, his arms felt good as new, and the people surrounding him looked completely exhausted. His energy returned to him, even if it took quite a while, and he was ready to fight once again. Mikey however, was not. Considering how the two of them took almost the same amount of damage, it was strange.

	"Perhaps you should get out there and watch this next fight," The white robed man with black hair from earlier said, "They'll be starting soon.. We figured healing you quickly would be best for your overall chance of success. We here in the healing hut have decided that you are our favorite."