Cain felt blood rise to his throat as he stifled a pained groan. His armor was dented and cracked in some places, but it still held together. Blood had pained the armor a deeper shade of red.
'So tired...'
Cain rested his head on the pile of rubble as he forced the blood out of his mouth. Coughing a bit, he turned to face Susan who had a pale face and a few bruises on her head. Cain was glad she wasn't seriously injured during the fight.
"You idiot!" Gritting her teeth, she pressed her bloody hands on his chest which was soaked in blood.
'Oh, that's right... I'm dying.'
Cain could feel his life slowly slipping away as he lay on the cold ground. Although they had managed to escape from the horde, some sacrifices had to be made.
Ignis and Jenny stood beside him, with looks of panic and worry on their faces.
"Are you sure you can't do anything?!" Jenny said, her voice tense with indescribable emotions.