"Ahh!.." Amon groaned, low and ragged.
With a pained grimace, he muttered, "Damn… that shockwave hit was really something."
His head throbbed from the impact. His vision was hazy and blurred. He couldn't see anything clearly. He blinked hard, trying to drag the world back into focus.
His back was collided agaisnt many trees and branches. It gave him many wounds. He even heard a crack sound of bones.
His whole body was aching.
Then he felt something warm and yielding pressed against his chest. It was heavy, soft. No, impossibly soft. A weight pinned him to the forest floor.
Silky strands brushed his cheek, tickling his nose. Crimson hair spilled across his face like spilled wine.
'Scarlett!' he thought. His eyes snapped wide.
