Nick jumped from building to building as quickly as he could.
The injury in his abdomen didn't feel good at all.
However, before Nick dealt with the injury, he had to quickly tell Wyntor about what had just happened.
In just a few minutes, Nick ran into Dark Dream.
As soon as he arrived, everyone turned to look at him since he had just violently thrown open the doors.
Immediately, the people noticed that Nick was injured and that he was bleeding.
"Nick!" Trevor shouted in urgency as he ran over to Nick.
Nick pulled him closer and whispered into his ear.
"Futuma and Selina are dead," Nick whispered. "Ardum is the only Zephyx Extractor left in Cycle. You have to tell Wyntor immediately!"
When Trevor heard that, his eyes widened in shock.
It was over?
The war was over?
Then, Trevor realized that Nick had essentially dealt with Cycle completely on his own.
Jenny and he hadn't done anything to help.
Completely on his own, Nick had gotten two Extractors from Cycle to join Dark Dream while killing four others, including the first spy.
One of them had even been a John!
"Nick, what about-"
"No time!" Nick shouted as he ran towards the exit. "I'll talk to you later!"
Trevor blinked a couple of times in shock, but he quickly realized that Nick was probably dealing with his injury.
"What did he say?" Kiara asked after walking to Trevor.
Over the past two days, Kiara and Jonathan had become familiar with the people of Dark Dream, and they didn't feel nearly as uncomfortable as they had anticipated.
Dark Dream was actually pretty nice to be in.
"I have to get Wyntor," Trevor said with furrowed brows before he ran to one of the assistants.
It was currently in the evening, and Wyntor wasn't in Dark Dream right now.
Meanwhile, Nick was rapidly running towards the place that had healed him when he had caught the Dreamer.
Nick stormed through the doors, and the clerk behind the counter raised her eyebrows in shock.
BANG!
Nick slammed his bank card on the counter. "I've been poisoned by a powerful ability from a level two Specter! Heal it!"
The clerk's eyes widened, and she quickly punched a button below the counter.
"Walk in that direction!" she said, pointing towards her right. "The team will meet you on your way!"
Nick nodded and quickly walked down the hallway.
About five seconds later, a big door at the end of the hallway opened, and four people quickly ran through it.
As soon as they saw Nick's uniform and his condition, they knew that he was their client.
One of them ran forward with a metallic bed on wheels and practically pushed Nick onto it.
After that, they pushed Nick into a big and brightly lit room with many little vials adorning the walls.
One had to remember that this was not a hospital in the classical sense.
This was a branch of a huge organization that had access to a powerful Specter that exchanged human life with healing liquid.
The people who pushed Nick in were also not really doctors.
They definitely knew a lot about the human body, but their main duty was to assess the damage and level of the client while choosing the correct mix of liquids to ensure optimal recovery.
Naturally, this service was not cheap at all.
In fact, it was so expensive that only Zephyx Extractors could afford it.
The main reason wasn't that Zephyx Extractors had a lot of money but because the Zephyx Manufacturers employing them would pay in case the Extractor couldn't.
Healing a badly wounded Extractor was extremely expensive, but losing an experienced Extractor was even more expensive.
Someone in the team rapidly opened Nick's uniform with practiced ease and threw it to the side.
Now, everyone could see the injury.
"The kidney has been hit and is poisoned," one of them said.
The others nodded solemnly.
"What's the level of the poison?" he asked Nick.
"Adolescent Specter," Nick said.
The man furrowed his eyes in displeasure. "Young man, you have to be honest. We are not with the guards, and we do not care whether or not you broke the law. I can see that this is not a wound that a Specter would usually inflict. Are you sure this came from a Specter?"
Nick took a deep breath. "Early level two Extractor," he said. "I got hit by a poisoned knife."
The leading doctor nodded. "Do you know if the poison effect was the Extractor's primary ability or an evolution?"
"Evolution," Nick answered.
"Are you certain?" the doctor asked.
"I am certain," Nick said.
The doctor nodded and turned to one of his people. "Get me B6 and H67," he ordered.
One of the people nodded and ran towards one of the big cabinets.
After opening it, the man grabbed one of the bottles before he ran to a different cabinet and did the same thing.
One of the bottles was blue, while the other was violet.
The doctor opened the violet bottle and put it over Nick's festering wound.
Skillfully, the doctor dropped six drops of violet liquid onto Nick's wound.
The liquid vanished rather quickly, almost like it had entered Nick's body through his wound.
Some moments later, Nick calmed down as a cool and refreshing feeling washed over his body.
"How do you feel?" the doctor asked.
"Calm… better…" Nick said slowly.
The doctor nodded and grabbed the other bottle.
Then, he very carefully dropped one drop of blue liquid onto Nick's wound.
A moment later, Nick's eyes shot open, and he took an insanely deep breath.
Almost immediately, Nick shot up from the metallic bed.
The other people had already retreated since they were used to that reaction.
Just now, Nick felt like someone had injected pure adrenaline into him.
"How do you feel?" the doctor asked again.
Nick looked with surprise at the doctor.
"I feel amazing!" he said in wonder.
The doctor nodded. "You've been cured."
"Please go to the front desk and tell them that you are healed."
"Have a nice day."
