"Ow, I think I should apply something on this," Marc said holding his forearm as his face scrunched in pain.
"What happened?"
"I think Marc got clawed by one of the crossbreeds and he was oblivious to it up till now," Sam said inspecting Marc's arm which had blood stains on his light brown shirt.
"I think we need to consult a doctor," Sam suggested to which Marc rolled his eyes.
"And say what? That I got clawed by a supernatural creature?" Marc asked sarcastically to get a whack on his head, "Hey, I'm the injured person here," he protested.
