Chapter 3: The Hero’s Healing

Seeing all the goblins run, I gritted my teeth to avoid collapsing. I couldn’t let those monsters realize my weakness or they’d come devour us. As the last goblin vanished into the jungle, the village women began to celebrate. Seeing them so happy made me smile; happiness is contagious, especially when it comes from beautiful ladies. As a true gentleman, it’s my responsibility and pride to protect them. While they celebrated surviving this disaster, my head started to spin. For a moment I didn’t even know where I was, my body began to burn again. The adrenaline had faded, and now all the accumulated damage hit me at once, making me scream aloud: "Agggghhhh...!!" My vision blurred as I fell. The last thing I could hear was how the shouts of celebration transformed into screams of terror as I lost all strength in my body. "They’re worried about me... How nice..." Those were my last thoughts before everything went silent. ---Manaia’s Point of View--- "Our savior!" While I was still stunned watching the orc that had been tormenting us drop dead, I heard Leila’s cry. She was running desperately towards the strange outsider we’d found. The twins and the rest of the village women also ran, shouting as they realized what was happening. Never in my life had I seen them so desperate. "Tch... none of them know medicine and they just squawk like headless chickens," I thought. "Damn, what am I thinking! I need to hurry and save him." "Stay back!" I could only shout that word out of desperation. All the village women fell silent as I pushed my way through. If anything happened to our savior, I couldn’t forgive myself. "Back! I’ll handle this!" As I got closer, I could see his condition better: all the wounds Leila had closed with makeshift sutures had reopened. His body was bathed in blood as he convulsed non-stop; he was entering a critical state, if I didn’t act now, it would be too late. I wanted to yell for help, but it would send everyone into a panic. With a deep breath, I tried to calm myself, hiding all my fear and anxiety behind a stiff smile to avoid alarming the others. "Leila, Zela, Lira, help me. We need to get him to my hut, quickly!" The girls fashioned a makeshift stretcher from sticks and leaves and ran without wasting time to lift the poor stranger. The outsider’s face was clenched as they ran to my hut. I couldn’t believe that even unconscious, he still felt the pain from his wounds; that only showed me how deep and terrifying his injuries were. We ran through the village to my hut, which serves as a healing center. I have all my medicines there; I just hope they’re effective enough. "Please, gods, don’t let our savior die," I thought. I could only pray to all the gods to have mercy on our village; the savior cannot die. Once inside my hut, I began to examine his wounds closely. Thank the heavens, our savior had great vitality, and his wounds were already closing naturally—or so I thought until I ripped the rest of his makeshift tunic. Seeing his main wounds on his abdomen and back, I knew I couldn’t lose the golden hour to save his life. "He’s bleeding out. His wounds are deeper than I thought. Strip him. I need to see everything to heal him properly." My three apprentices hesitated, their cheeks turning red. I understand that the man in front of them is the most perfect we’ve ever seen, and he truly is more delicious than a refreshing drink under the scorching sun. "Goddammit... he’s got a hot body! So hot I even want to wash my vagina on his abdomen!" I thought. "NO get distracted, Manaia...!!! This is not the time; we must save his life, later maybe I can... If he wants and is grateful... Goddammit, no!! Wake up, Manaia, concentrate, dammit!" "Hurry up, dammit! Do you want our savior to die?!" With trembling hands, they began to remove the rest of the blanket. The sight of such a magnificent, completely naked body made the twins swallow. Turning around, I saw how their eyes were fixed on that wonderful male specimen. "Damn, despite all his wounds, he’s truly impressive! If he’s like this asleep, I don’t even want to imagine what he’ll be like awake. I really want to ride him and shove his big, thick cock inside me and ride him," my mind wandered a bit until I started to feel my vagina getting wet just from looking at him. "Calm down!" I yelled at them all, noticing how some liquid was also dripping down their legs. "This man is dying! This isn’t the time to wet your panties, help me lift him, I need to apply the medicine to his body." Carefully, I began to spread medicine on all his wounds, very gently, while using some steel-toothed ant heads to close his cuts. Although I would have liked to stitch him, the situation was too urgent to look for materials. As I spread it all over his body... Goddammit, I couldn’t stop feeling every part of such a sensual body! Never in my life had I felt so hot... "Concentrate, he’s a patient, not a piece of meat... Although he’s really juicy and I want to take a bite all over his body, run my tongue from his feet to his head, passing over that big, thick rod. I wonder if he’ll fit... Damn, wake up...!! Gods, this is the biggest test you’ve given me, give me the strength to resist until the end." Biting my tongue, I managed to finish closing his wounds and cover his entire body with special ointment. "Bring a soft, light cloth immediately; we must cover him so the ointment’s effect isn’t reduced. I hope you paid attention to how emergency procedures are performed. You, as my successors, will one day be in charge of guiding the tribe and saving lives. You cannot get distracted or hesitate, no matter how hard and hot the patient is... cough.. cough... I mean, the patient’s physical condition." The gaze of the three of them fixed on me, but I pretended not to notice as I walked like a dignified master. If they could see under my skirt, they’d realize I’m no different from a slut. I really wonder what’s wrong with me... In my 50 years, I’d never had these sensations; my mind has always been under control. It’s not the first time I’ve seen so much blood or dicks; I’ve seen all sizes and colors from wounded warriors. Well... I’d never seen such a juicy dick... I mean, I mean, I’d never hesitated during a treatment. I even know that in the village they call me "ice woman" for never having married, but I’d never felt anything for anyone...