Zyra heard someone calling her name but all she could see was her legs still wrapped around the dead ratbeast's neck.
"Zyra," Leon said.
He was now kneeling on the floor beside her, he balanced precariously over her on the balls of feet, shouting at her his spit flying as he spoke.
Why did it seem like he was yelling at her in slow motion, did he send that ratbeast to kill me.
She didn't know what to believe or even if Leon and the ratbeasts could even be trusted any more.
"Please Zyra, blink if you can hear me," Leon's annoying voice came through, her scattered thoughts, she wished he would shut the help up.
Even as a ratbeast nothing had changed, his presence and voice still irritated her and should be taken in small doses.
She felt paralyzed why was she unable to move and then she remembered that bastard ratbeast stabbed her in the leg with his knife.
