
Thiul was still in her dragon form as Titus called the duel, and though Thiul realized it was the best decision she felt frustration. She knew she could do better than this, Thiul wasn't this weak. Nevertheless continuing this duel would only result in Thiul being unable to work and she couldn't let that happen. So as Titus approached her Thiul transformed back into her human form. She could feel her legs were in bad shape, she'd need to rest them for at least half an hour before she could stand up.
As Titus came to her side Thiul imagined he'd help her up and then let her walk on her own. But what she did not expect was for Titus to pick her up. For a moment Thiul was too surprised to react, she had not been carried in years, then she turned to frown at Titus.
"I'm capable of walking, let me down."
But Titus had already carried her out of the chamber and into a room that seemed to be a recovery room. As Titus set her down on a bed and attempted to treat Thiul's wounds she lifted her hand in a sign to stop. That was where she drew the line.
"I'm a damn doctor, I can treat my own injuries. You must have something for burns."
Her wounds were starting to heal anyway, the flesh wounds at least. But the burns, which she certainly had more, would take a while.
As Titus made the proclamation about having most fun in a while Thiul scoffed a bit and observed her own body and the injuries on her. Despite being frustrated Thiul had enjoyed this match. It had also made her realize things, made her more determined. Thiul smirked a bit and she rolled up her pant leg to observe the injuries where Titus had clawed her.
"I can do better. Next time it will be even more fun."
Thiul analyzed and deemed the damage minor enough that she could work nearly normally. She turned to look at Titus again.
"Could you get my jacket, I left it back at the chamber. I still have to work today so I need it."