Post by grimmhallows on Jun 25, 2012 22:12:11 GMT -6
Grey struggled to open his eyes; and his nose detected a foul, slightly familiar stench. Attempting to roll onto his back, he found pain unlike any other from his back and left side. His arm also now seemed to burn on both sides, as he remembered going up against that necromancer.
The one that had let him live, despite her rage. Something about his scythe scared her off, it seemed, and that was all he remembered, besides falling to the ground as the shards of dark magic disappeared leaving him bleeding considerably on the pavement.
"Back at this foul smelling infirmary? What a nuisance." He muttered calmly to himself, though he could have sworn he was finished for good. This thought both scared and burned at him, like a human fear of fire. He hated how weak he was, and as he tried to send a thought to Lia, he found even she was too far away.
"Though, those were my orders..." He grumbled out.
Grey's light, long coat was sitting on a tray not far from him, though clean and it seemed some stitching had been done for the holes.
"So who brought me here then...?" He wondered out loud.
He didn't realise he'd get an answer...
The one that had let him live, despite her rage. Something about his scythe scared her off, it seemed, and that was all he remembered, besides falling to the ground as the shards of dark magic disappeared leaving him bleeding considerably on the pavement.
"Back at this foul smelling infirmary? What a nuisance." He muttered calmly to himself, though he could have sworn he was finished for good. This thought both scared and burned at him, like a human fear of fire. He hated how weak he was, and as he tried to send a thought to Lia, he found even she was too far away.
"Though, those were my orders..." He grumbled out.
Grey's light, long coat was sitting on a tray not far from him, though clean and it seemed some stitching had been done for the holes.
"So who brought me here then...?" He wondered out loud.
He didn't realise he'd get an answer...