Kiral groaned as the apothecary walked back into the room, especially since he was not allowed to get up, "What now, doc? There more bones to rip through my arm? The apothecary chuckled, "No, no. I've already made you suffer all of your bones. now, medically speaking, you no longer have any bones inside your arm between your shoulder and your wrist. That's why we had you lay on your back initially, we removed the largest pieces that weren't sticking out. When you fainted, we pressed your arm to remove the largest ones that opened up holes in it, thus the bandages. But fret not, you will only have to lay here for 3 more days. By then, I will have finished a special brew for you." Kiral became furious, "Don't 'fret'!? What the hell do you think you're saying!? I have no bones left you son of a bitch!" The apothecary held up a hand, "Just trust me, young master. Your bones will be sought to soon. Just rest for now. Oh, and before I forget. Your little dragon egg has hatched. I'll be letting your winged friend know and have the girl bring it in to show you."