Will shouted out in pain and fought back against the knights holding him down. He was thankful when the wound was healed, but he still felt weak. His skin was pale from the loss of blood, so he took the potion and drank it. Nothing happened, but he expected it to work over time. Once Will was on the horse, he leaned forward and closed his eyes. There was no way he would be able to talk at the moment; he couldn't even think straight.