"Aaaaaaa!" It was Prince Dwei's voice, who was groaning in pain. The whirring between swords was no longer audible, causing Ying Hua to think about the worst.
But now she was still kneeling on the hallway floor, failing to move her legs even if she had to drag them. While her chest, and her heart, seemed to burn and hurt. "Prince! Do not die! Prince!"
She grimaced, eyes watering, and then cried without her noticing. "It really hurts! Ouch, that hurts." She collapsed and staggered, writhing against the pain in her chest. "What did the monster just now do to me? Why…"
"Aaaaa!" Prince Dwei screamed again, instantly awakening Ying Hua's sanity. Then there was the sound of several swords clashing.
