Scar crawled back into the hallway, his arms shaking and weak from the loss of blood. There was a deep gash across his back and one across the backs of his thighs, the muscle damage making his legs useless. His clothes were soaked in his own blood, and he was becoming dizzy. Despite his current state, a deep scowl was still firmly set on his face.
At this point, his only chance at making it through the night was if someone who cared enough to help him showed up before a monster found him.
Scar sat against the wall, unable to go on much farther. Gingerly, he peeled off his bloodstained shirt and began cutting at it with his small knife. The front was mostly blood-free, so he could at least use it as a bandage for his legs. Grimacing, the Ishbalan wrapped the cloth tightly around the wounded areas. It would be soaked through rather quickly, but it would do for now. There was no way he could get to his back. He didn't even try.
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Scar crawled back into the hallway, his arms shaking and weak from the loss of blood. There was a deep gash across his back and one across the backs of his thighs, the muscle damage making his legs useless. His clothes were soaked in his own blood, and he was becoming dizzy. Despite his current state, a deep scowl was still firmly set on his face.
At this point, his only chance at making it through the night was if someone who cared enough to help him showed up before a monster found him.
Scar sat against the wall, unable to go on much farther. Gingerly, he peeled off his bloodstained shirt and began cutting at it with his small knife. The front was mostly blood-free, so he could at least use it as a bandage for his legs. Grimacing, the Ishbalan wrapped the cloth tightly around the wounded areas. It would be soaked through rather quickly, but it would do for now. There was no way he could get to his back. He didn't even try.