The City of Royale

The wolf thing ran away down an opening that the heroes had been foolish enough to leave wide open, though he would have never guessed that the beast would have been smart enough to even realize that the opening was a valid form of escape. Frost watched as he ran down the street, seeming as though he were watching something trying to get away from him but the streets were completely deserted since the area had most likely been evacuated because of the fight between them and all the villains, he then stomped on an old buggy that had been loaded down with tomatoes. Dumb brute been smart to run and Frost was glad that the whole fight was over.

Walking over to Song to make sure that he was okay, “Do you need to go to the hospital or something?” Frost knew that going to the hospital had the potential of being a horrible idea since the hero in question was foreign and might not have legal documentation for being in the country. “Or do you have a place that you go?” another seemingly stupid question but Frost had only just met the other hero and did not know hardly anything about him. “How are you feeling?” it was important that the wind hero not do anything to hurt himself any further, something the water hero had learned when he had been trained as a life guard.

Listening to Frost's questions, they didn't seem to be bad questions, as he is foreign and could be illegal. Well, he is, that's for sure. Thing is, any sane doctor wouldn't report a hero. "A hospital is too dangerous," Song said in his usual Chinese accent, which often involved words being completely absent. "I have a place, but I don't know if I can get back there." Honestly, he couldn't. His back was badly scraped, bruised and scarred, and he couldn't feel his left arm all that well. Probably broken, but the Shaolin are, of coarse, very resistant to pain, through their nearly suicidal daily training.

"I don't feel very good at all." The Hero groaned with pain as he made a slight move with his back. With the wolf gone, Mao felt he could safely rest again, so he sat down, feeling some pain with every second of movement. "I have no place to go..." Mao suddenly realized he never introduced himself to the other water-manipulator, whatever his name was. He figured he might as well not, as it would likely be awkward, considering they were just in a fight and he was in bad shape. Mao was not the only hurt Hero, though. Speaking to Tiki-Man, he asked, "Are you okay?"