On their way to the northern region, Kain noticed that his arm was perfectly healed. There wasn't a single scar where the wound had been, and for a while, he kept it to himself.
He was too ashamed to admit that it worked, especially after doubting Anna. He wanted to keep quiet about it all the way, but then Asgard noticed and pointed it out.
"Pardon me, sir," he said, making his way to the front of the crowd and standing before Kain with boldness.
He had been at the back with Anna the whole time and hadn't stopped talking about how she could heal them. Upon noticing that Kain's wound was gone, he looked to Anna and excused himself.
"What is it?" Kain asked.
"Your wound sir," Asgard replied,
"It's gone."
At this moment, Kain lifted his hand, and everyone stopped walking immediately; he looked down on Asgard with contempt, but his words were loud and clear enough that the others heard.
"Yes," Kain nodded and faked a smile,
