I walked past the audience, ignoring their looks of terror. Hina-nee immediately ran up to me and clutched my left arm, where my hand had been impaled by a sword.
"Kaze-kun…" she had tears in her eyes as she looked at my wound, still dripping fresh blood.
She shut her eyes tight, unable to bear the scene, and quickly tore off a portion of her clothing to use as a temporary bandage for my injury. She wrapped it around my hand, covering up the massive gash and stopping the bleeding for now.
Thank goodness she did this, since I was on the verge of passing out. This was both because of this blood loss and the fact that my adrenaline rush was running out.
As if on cue, I felt my eyelids start to get heavy as my legs became weak, causing me to fall forward against my own volition.
"Kaze-kun!"
"Kaze!"
