SONGS AND TRAILS (Book 1)

CHAPTER 43

"Bella, Bella wake up!" Mia tried to no avail. She didn't touch her in fear of breaking her somehow.

Arabella was a mess on the floor, broken, bloodied, and weak. Mia had managed to drag herself to her body as some got out of the trance and others got their strength back.

The room was a mess. People were striding in and out after the doors finally flew open. Janine had come running in looking for her friend in horror but was met with him rushing to Arabella's side.

The outside was met with the inside and it was a hell of a mess, chaos.

"What happened?" Jenny asked Caldor after she went beside him almost in tears. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." he concentrated on Bella.

"You're not supposed to die when I'm busy giving you the silent treatment." a sob almost escaped her.

"She's hurt." Caldor said breathless. He made sure to finish all his strength in tearing Minerva apart... and he succeeded.

"Is she dead?" Mia asked, terror in her eyes.

Caldor looked at her as he tried searching for a pulse. "I don't... I can't..."

"She doesn't have a pulse." Daya spoke. "I checked."

"What happened?" Marie finally came into the hall. "Bella?"

Her face went pale as she saw her friend. She almost went to her in panic when Rai held her back.

"Why isn't she moving?" she struggled against Rai. "Why is she like that?"

"I think she's dea..."

"No. I can hear it." Rai stopped Daya. "She has a pulse. It's very weak but she has one. She needs a healer. Fast!"

Caldor gathered Arabella into his arms carefully even though every part of her seemed to be broken.

"Careful! You'll hurt her." Mia told him.

"I'll see you in the infirmary." Caldor told them and soon disappeared, jumping away.

"Master Torres?" Mia looked at Janine who had no answer.

"Uhm! Guys!" Daya said looking over Marietta's shoulder and they all turned around to see what she was looking at.

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As soon as Caldor arrived in the infirmary, he met a lot of people trying to get healed from little injuries, and some just in panic attacks.

"Move! I need a healer!" he spoke as people moved out of his way.

"Master Clint!" the Supreme Master met him.

"I need a healer. She's dying." he told her as he struggled to keep her in his arms.

He had used most of his energy and even the one left was used to jump to the infirmary. He was sweaty and thirsty and could only see the Supreme Master through the messy strands of hair sticking on his face. His bun had loosened and his hair was free.

"Please, help me." he begged.

"Everyone out! Out now!" the Supreme Master demanded for people who didn't need attention to move. "I need a stretcher and the head healer, NOW!"

And of course, since the word came from her, Arabella was finally on a stretcher towards a room.

"She's dying." the healer spoke.

"Don't you think I know that?" Caldor eyed her as they moved.

The healer didn't ask more but instead put Arabella on a bed as soon as they entered the room.