I giggled. Spatato. Even though, every muscle in my body was screaming, i can still laugh.
I peeled myself off the floor just to see Falcon throw a dagger at Spati's head. Too bad it didn't hit him.
I didn't know how to heal myself. I had never needed to. I was always a quick learner but that guy could have beenn wearing spiked boots for all the cuts i got.
I glared at Spati and just the slight movement caused pain. I tried to act like i was alright but...i don't think i pulled it off. I licked my blood. Surprisingly, it made my cut hurt just a wee bit less. That redhead was staring at me and all that blood. I inched away from a him just to be careful. "H-hey." I needed help. No tough girl additude was going to get me help. "Help...me...please." I had to spit out that last word and i tasted blood again. Next time i was going to murder him.
I raised my hand and touched my head. "Leon...help."
And then i blacked out...again. Was i really turning into such a weakling. I waved it away. Nah. I was just out of practice.