Chapter 1680: Name
His head felt a little dizzy.
But his body did not hurt.
The ground did not seem as hard as he had imagined.
And...
It even felt a little soft.
Ponnard gradually regained consciousness after falling underground.
Instinctively, the representative of the Shepherds from the Bay Area checked his body and felt the ground beneath him.
"Done feeling me up?"
The muffled voice sounded beside his ear, startling Ponnard.
Only then did he realize Lukan was underneath him.
Ponnard immediately sprang up. In the faint light, he could clearly see cracks covering the ground around where Lukan lay.
Cracks caused entirely by the impact.
Looking at Lukan, who was embedded in the ground, Ponnard could easily imagine just how much force he had endured.
Had that force struck him instead...
He probably would have died outright!
At once, Ponnard's gaze grew complicated as he looked at Lukan.
After all, not long ago, he had considered the man a rival.
And now, that potential rival had saved him.
For a moment, Ponnard did not know how to face him.
Naturally, Lukan noticed his look.
"I wasn't saving you."
"I'm just heavier than you, so I fell first."
As the Shepherd from the Northlands spoke, he gritted his teeth and tried to stand, only to collapse again halfway up.
Clearly, even a Northlands Shepherd renowned for his physical strength could not emerge unscathed after falling from such a height and serving as a human cushion.
"Are you all right?"
Coming to his senses, Ponnard immediately hurried over and crouched to check Lukan's injuries.
"I'm fine."
The Northlands Shepherd answered in a low voice.
"Broken ribs, broken leg bones, varying degrees of damage to your internal organs..."
"I said I'm fine."
"I just need some sleep."
The Northlands Shepherd cut