Being knocked unconscious was certainly an experience to have, and it was most definitely not sothing I ever wanted to experience again; the sharp, pounding ache in my skull from where my head had collided with a rock was unlike anything I had ever had before, and my vision was swimming in this dimly lit cave that I found myself in.
My arms were on fire while my ribs gave sharp fits whenever I moved, suggesting that they were - at the very least - cracked and possibly broken, which I was putting a little more stock into since it really, really hurt to breathe.
So with a likely concussion, ssed up ribs, severely wounded arms and no idea where the hell I was, it wasn’t looking terribly good for as of this mont, and the idea of just panicking seed so natural I almost just gave in.
Where was I, how was I going to get out, what else was in this cave, could I even get out?
Question after question with no possible answer in sight had hyperventilating, but all hyperventilating did was make my chest hurt more, and all the pain did was make go deeper into a panic as I looked around for sothing to save myself with.
There obviously wasn’t anything, and that imdiately had my vision darkening around the fringes while tears blurred everything else out, practically robbing of my sight and leaving to listen to the quiet, almost serene calm of the cave.
It wasn’t even that cold down here despite the rays of light shining down from above, with the large mounds of snow pooled around holding so chill to them but not enough to make shiver... though I still was since adrenaline was coursing through my veins.
Blinking away as many tears as I could, I was dragging in deep breaths and pushing past the pain just to try and... I don’t know, at least pull myself together a little and not be this sobbing, pathetic ss that would likely die in a few hours if I did nothing.
I had to at least try and get out of here, right?
I get this chance at a new life surrounded by amazing and beautiful people, able to do magic and make a living off of these arcane things that I always wanted to do... surely I can’t just give up and die again, right?
There was so much to live for... like seeing the dynamic duo at the Bakery again, or finishing so of my classes, making Professor Hollishire blush again, brewing so sexy potions with Professor Jezebyra...
So much to do, so many people to have sex with, all kinds of magic and arcane arts to explore... surely I couldn’t just die here in a snowy cave only a few weeks into this new life, right?
It was definitely an odd way to gather so resolve and push forwards, but it was also quite helpful since it got off of the floor - at least, sitting up instead of being prone - and ready to do sothing to help myself in this horrible situation.
The cave was still blissfully silent and the air was warm, which would have been quite a comfortable atmosphere if it wasn’t for the fact that I was currently in quite a bit of pain; that was obviously the first thing that I needed to address, so although breathing was painful I took a deep breath and cald myself down.
Gathering mana inside of myself, I gently guided it through each of the wounded areas, slowly rejuvenating the various wounded tissues or cracked bones and bringing one small step closer to being healed.
Doing that took a lot out of , and honestly the longer I had to heal myself the ’worse’ everything got since my mana levels were slowly depleting too, and when I reached for my belt to see if any of my potions had survived the fall all I did was cut my fingers on the shattered glass.
That didn’t help the panic in whatsoever, but now that it no longer hurt to breathe I was able to take those long, calming breaths that soothed one heartbeat at a ti, slowing it down and slowing the amount of adrenaline that was pumping through .
Imdiately the pain felt worse as the adrenaline wore off slightly, but it was manageable and sothing I could ’ignore’ with so effort as I unsteadily rose to my feet and looked around, wondering where I should start with any of this.
The cave still rumbled slightly every now and then, suggesting the avalanche was still underway and that there might be sothing that had caused it, which in turn made more panicked as I wondered if Lu’Shaki and Kha’Miero had escaped through the Gate or not.
They were close enough to it and the avalanche itself had been a little ways away, so there was a good chance that they were safe... unless they got yanked down into the mountain too, which was a possibility... though I would be able to see them considering I was in the middle of a gigantic cavern...
Thoughts raced through my mind as I quietly looked around myself, taking stock of my surroundings before freezing as I heard the soft pitter patter of soone walking nearby; it could have been one of them, it could be soone else, or it could be a monster...
I had no way of knowing just yet, and I thanked all of my lucky stars that the bow was still intact and my arrows were sohow still in my quiver, albeit with quite a few scattered around it; with a weapon in hand I felt just a little bit more confident, though that drained from as I saw who entered the cavern from the many winding cooridors.
Red brown eyes shone with a mixture of amusent, arousal and sadistic glee as they landed on , while the brown and black hair as well as fluffy ears made it abundantly clear who was here; grinning at and waving at like we were friends was Taji, which almost made want to let the arrow loose.
Yet... I stayed my hand, because if she was here then that ant that she knew the way out, and... honestly, if I actually tried to kill her, not only would I likely fail but I would also undoubtedly make her truly angry, and if she was truly angry she could kill very easily...
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