I put my other arm forward, strangling the lady with my left and digging my dagger in her arm with my right. I don't want to do this... I don't want to be like my dead family!
A small bottle tumbles out from a hidden hole. I catch it swiftly in my hands, then rush over to Miriaki. "Please don't be too late.." I gasp as I uncork the bottle and pour the mixture down his throat.
Everything is fine now.
It's more calm, even calmer than it was before.
A liquid is poured down my throat. It tastes, it tastes wonderful.
I suddenly feel exhausted.
I sigh, seeing that he opened his eyes. Stumbling back into a chair, the pain from my wing grew fainter. So did everything else.
I was oh so far away. So far away I felt no pain...