"Die."
Thane closed his eyes, as his throat was constructing. He could see his life gradually slipping away right before his eyes. How did he get into this?
'I can not die! I still have numerous responsibilities to take care of!'
With the last strength in him, he managed to take a few steps forward, reaching where Carmilla stood. Before Carmilla could react or say anything, Thane had mustered all the strength he had left, jumped, giving Carmilla a very hard kick in his groin.
Carmilla groaned, losing his balance, he released his clenched fists.
Thane was set free. He felt a rush of fresh air rush into his lungs, and he began to gasp noisily for air.
Carmilla cursed at him, "You little.." before he could complete his words, Thane had punched him way harder than the first time.
