Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-26068742-20170712063201/@comment-26068742-20170714230143

Zaikio laid on the floor, taking short and ragged breaths. The moment thefell he let out a cry of pain and clutched his chest. Blood stained the cloth over his broken ribs. Zaiko looked at him desperately, unable to do anything about it. He groaned and opened his eyes very wide. "I can't... I just... I just want it to... go away..." He saw images of his friends looking at him friend, Kideme brown eyes filled with grief. It seemd as if her entire body seemed to fall apart; her heart felt like it was in her throat, her stomach felt like it was dragging on the floor, her body tingled with anger at Zaiko .. "We can't... do anything for you... Zaiko it’s time to let go.." Zaiko let out a scream of agony. He saw a image of Kideme, Masami, Nanalu fell to her knees beside him. "Zaiko.. He ripped open his shirt, showing a bloody mess. Where the Demon had hit his chest, pieces of bones were sticking out from his chest, the blood from the gashes spilling out onto the ground. The wound was so deep, you could see where the broken ribs had hit his neck.. He looked away for fear of puking or passing out. Masami looked around quickly, desperately, frantically. Out of pure fear, she tride to sew his chest. but he had to take short and quick breaths to keep from stretching the skin. Right before the demons ate him he looked up into the hellish sky “When a hero dies a new one shall rise.."