It took a while before I lowered my gaze. I could smell blood – both mine and the two demons'. Exhausted and wounded, I collapsed on my knees. I couldn't move my left wing without feeling agonising pain. Soul's Respite had run out of mana before it could do any amount of worthwhile healing.
I glanced at the sky. How long had this battle taken? Five minutes? Ten? How long could I waste here?
I forced myself back on my feet and approached the two corpses. I felt sick, a little. I had killed two people – well, they weren't actual people, but they behaved like them. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't shake this feeling of guilt.
I knelt besides the woman and gently closed her eyelids. "Sorry." I said, my voice but a whisper. I checked if she carried anything worthwhile – such as a healing potion, but I couldn't find anything on her.
