The magic robe near the shoulder had long become caked with large patches of blood scabs.
There were also some dark, viscous blood clots.
Artuso didn't mind; he grabbed the willow leaf saber in one hand and lifted the robe near the wound with the other.
He cut open a layer of fabric with the willow leaf saber.
He sliced a cut through both Favide's undershirt and robe.
"Hiss..."
When the piece of blood-stained fabric near the wound was torn away.
Favide took a sharp breath.
Some of the scabs were stuck to the wound, causing pain when they were pulled.
However, once the obstructing fabric was removed.
Favide's wound was thoroughly exposed.
The fish spear was about one meter long.
For humans, it could only be considered a "small spear."
But for the fishmen, who stood just over a meter tall, it was a standard fish spear.
The spine was not inserted deeply; only two of the three spikes were embedded in the shoulder.
The location was directly below the scapula.
