Veyr had never felt as helpless in his entire life as he did in this moment, standing across from Leo.
Almost every inch of his body throbbed with pain, each movement making it worse, especially the sudden ones to dodge or launch a counter attack, that sent sharp jolts shooting through his limbs.
'I can't move my left arm at all. Everything from the shoulder down feels completely numb,' he realized, gritting his teeth as he tried once more to lift it.
But with his shoulder, bicep, and tricep all severely damaged, the arm hung uselessly by his side.
The only thing he could manage to do with it was to wrap it around his gut, holding tight to keep more blood from spilling out.
'I'm on the cusp of losing this fight. I'm bleeding far too much, and if I don't end this within the next two minutes, I'll start blacking out from blood loss,' Veyr calculated, sharp and clinical even as his body trembled.
