Destiny POV
"Aeras, what happened?" Nero quickly asked in panick while Nekros stood protective like he's afraid he'll faint anytimpe. Chemme and I exchange a worry glance.
I could heard his breathe's short and fast, and I know the others heard that too. He gritted his teeth, his eyes seems to less and less focus. It's seems extremely difficult even just to breath. He took a deep breath before stuttered.
"guy.. sword.. slash.. right.. arm.. hurt.."
After saying that, he let his body fall to the ground, his eyes closed.
Fortunately, Nekros was already on guard. He quickly grab Aeras' back before he could touches the ground. Nero grabbed the other side and they're slowly put him in the ground, careful not to hit any part of his body hard.
As the two of them put Aeras in ground, I realized people were started crowding us like we're a film or something. They're whispering to each others, some even appoint the unconscious Aeras. I block whatever they said, trying not to think negatively. But even that I know they must be whispering about Aeras and Death.
Not helping.
At all.
Chemme turned to them and ordered something I couldn't quiet catch, because I was too busy to check Aeras' condition.
I know Chemme was successful, because soon enough we're left alone.
The master of air's body was wet from sweat and blood, while he's covered by dust.
Chemme gasped all in sudden. Her eyes widened as they're focused to Aeras' specific part of body. We followed his gaze and gasped in one.
"that's why he said his right arm's hurt.." I whispered in horror.
Aeras' right arm's covered by silver blood, his own blood. But we could still see a deep, large wound there. Nero carefully examined his wound, make sure he didn't touch it.
Nero let out a little of relieved breath, "at least it wasn't poisoned"
"let's bring him to the infirmary then" I said.
Nero turned to Nekros and nodded at him, who nodded back. They carefully lift up their brother's body between them and walk through the portal Chemme's earlier has made.
Their shadow soon disappeared behind the black vortex. Chemme and I quickly followed their lead, eager to healed our brother.
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I smile at my dearly sister and brothers. "Good job, guys"
They nodded tiredly. Sweats wetting their face and clothes. Chemme took a glance at Aeras and stated, "he'll be okay. his wound has perfectly healed. He maybe will wake up in hour or so"
We nodded once again. Nekros murmured about going to sleep and walked away. Chemme sigh tiredly and rubbed her eyes before yawn loudly and go like Nekros had.
I glanced at Nero who sit beside Aeras' bed, not giving a sign to go.
"Nero? I'll be going to my room. How about you?"
Nero glanced at Aeras before turned to me, "I think I'll watched Aeras for a little while. His wound might opened or something"
I nodded quietly. After saying my goodbye, I leave to walked alone to my room.
Or should I say, my over-sized room.
My room's in the left wall, between Nekros' and Nero's. In the right wall are Chemme and Aeras. Our room has own characteristics as well as the door.
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