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During the hospital visit Herik stayed by Emily's side as much as he could. She couldn't speak for herself, so someone had to and the only relative he knew she had was her sister who was unconscious in the same hospital. Once Emily was taken care of he allowed them to see to his injuries. The bite marks were patched up with bandages and he was prescribed anti-infection medication, just in case, and pain killers. Unfortunately, his right leg had a minor fracture and had to be wrapped up in a cast. Not how he wanted to come out of this, but it was better than losing his life. He'd gotten a shirt out of his car before the ambulance arrived, but it didn't help his beat up appearance.

He leaned against Madison's SUV, his crutches beside him, most of his weight was on his left leg. He wanted to go to bed, but what just happened needed to be discussed, especially if Schmidt decides to try again. Special Agent Obott pointed out Schmidt might be on his yacht that's right in the harbor, Herik didn't like where this was going. They weren't in any condition for round two. He knows when to get out of a fight and save it for the next tournament better than before. This wasn't the time. 

"You're not suggesting we attack him [i]right now[/i], are you? We're not in any condition for another fight. We don't know what else he has up his sleeve. The Outsider was bad, but what if he's got another thing like it? We'd die this time." One of their own was dead, Emily's in critical condition, and the rest of them needed rest.