“Broken.. breath..” he said through coughs, his speech slurred.
My blood ran cold. The gash in his shoulder had a green tint I didn’t notice before.
Stupid, so stupid.
His breathing rasped as whatever poison that was on the mercenaries weapons invaded his lungs. My vision became blurry as I reached for my pack in a hurry.
Please please let this work.
As I got the med-shot out Tykel reach...