you!” Triska yelled out with tears and anger.
“Stop… I’m trying… to save him…” Alyssa coughed as she gasped for air.
“Save him? He tried to save you… he tried to save all of us, and look at what you did to him!” Triska raged. Alyssa looked at the girl with weary eyes as she choked loudly.
“Please… he needs… to drink… that potion. Quickly…” she coughed as she started blacking out. Triska glanced to the broken bottle that was nearby then over to Daniel.
“Please… don’t let him die…” Alyssa said as her arms started to weaken. Triska looked to the witch then back to the bottle.
“Please…” Alyssa said as she slowly closed her eyes, her arms dropping to her sides. Triska growled then got up off of her, the witch then gasping and holding her throat as she could breathe again. Triska picked up the broken bottle and eyed the red liquid inside carefully. She looked to Daniel then back to Alyssa accusingly.
“What are you trying to pull here?” she asked quickly. Alyssa slowly stood up and leaned against the wall coughing as she looked to Daniel.
“Please… he needs it. It’ll help with his injuries,” she said softly. Triska looked at the bottle then to her friend. He was seriously wounded, and they were far from their hometown. Not even her medical supplies would help with his injuries.
“If you’re lying… if you’re lying to me, Alyssa…” Triska threatened with anger, looking over to the witch with a deep glare. They walked over and knelt down beside Daniel as Triska examined the bottle. She lifted his head gently and poured the red drops into his mouth. The girls watched him with worried expressions as he remained motionless, his breathing ragged and slow.
“Please let it be enough,” Alyssa said softly.
“Can’t you make more? There was hardly any of that left,” Triska asked glancing to her.
“Not now, not fast enough. That was all I had to help with,” Alyssa said with remorse. Triska looked at her friend then up at the opening. She carefully lifted Daniel into her arms then headed up the stairs.
“Where are you going with him?” Alyssa asked out loud.
“I’m getting him out of this place. You’ve done more than enough to him already, witch,” Triska said with a bite as she carried Daniel out of the witch’s home. Alyssa stood up and looked towards the opening then out towards the woods.
Outside in the plains where daylight was shining down from above Triska ran over towards her duffel bag. She gently set Daniel down on the grass then started to rummage through her bag quickly. As she did she glanced to the side to see Alyssa jumping out of the opening with her staff in hand. The witch ran over towards them and looked down at Daniel with concern.
“What are you-” she started before Triska growled loudly at her.
“Shut up, witch, this is all your fault! Just go back into your hole and let me take care of him!” Triska barked out. Alyssa looked at her with worry then to Daniel. Triska resumed going through her bag, quickly pulling out a sleeping blanket, some bandages, ointments, and a pillow.
“What all do you have in there anyway?” Alyssa asked curiously as she watched all the items being pulled out of a simple duffel bag. Triska didn’t reply or even give the witch a second glance, having a focused expression as she quickly scrambled to get her supplies out. She unfolded the blanket and laid the wounded Daniel down on it, looking at his bloodied clothing with remorseful eyes. Her heart ached at seeing him like this as she blamed herself for not being there to protect him. She rested his head on the pillow then started taking off his shirt, then paused and glanced to Alyssa.
“I’m only taking off his shirt to treat his wounds, don’t get any ideas,” she hissed. Alyssa nodded slowly as Triska took off the bloodied shirt. She looked with sorrow at all the bite marks and blood that were on his body, holding a hand to her mouth
“Stop… I’m trying… to save him…” Alyssa coughed as she gasped for air.
“Save him? He tried to save you… he tried to save all of us, and look at what you did to him!” Triska raged. Alyssa looked at the girl with weary eyes as she choked loudly.
“Please… he needs… to drink… that potion. Quickly…” she coughed as she started blacking out. Triska glanced to the broken bottle that was nearby then over to Daniel.
“Please… don’t let him die…” Alyssa said as her arms started to weaken. Triska looked to the witch then back to the bottle.
“Please…” Alyssa said as she slowly closed her eyes, her arms dropping to her sides. Triska growled then got up off of her, the witch then gasping and holding her throat as she could breathe again. Triska picked up the broken bottle and eyed the red liquid inside carefully. She looked to Daniel then back to Alyssa accusingly.
“What are you trying to pull here?” she asked quickly. Alyssa slowly stood up and leaned against the wall coughing as she looked to Daniel.
“Please… he needs it. It’ll help with his injuries,” she said softly. Triska looked at the bottle then to her friend. He was seriously wounded, and they were far from their hometown. Not even her medical supplies would help with his injuries.
“If you’re lying… if you’re lying to me, Alyssa…” Triska threatened with anger, looking over to the witch with a deep glare. They walked over and knelt down beside Daniel as Triska examined the bottle. She lifted his head gently and poured the red drops into his mouth. The girls watched him with worried expressions as he remained motionless, his breathing ragged and slow.
“Please let it be enough,” Alyssa said softly.
“Can’t you make more? There was hardly any of that left,” Triska asked glancing to her.
“Not now, not fast enough. That was all I had to help with,” Alyssa said with remorse. Triska looked at her friend then up at the opening. She carefully lifted Daniel into her arms then headed up the stairs.
“Where are you going with him?” Alyssa asked out loud.
“I’m getting him out of this place. You’ve done more than enough to him already, witch,” Triska said with a bite as she carried Daniel out of the witch’s home. Alyssa stood up and looked towards the opening then out towards the woods.
Outside in the plains where daylight was shining down from above Triska ran over towards her duffel bag. She gently set Daniel down on the grass then started to rummage through her bag quickly. As she did she glanced to the side to see Alyssa jumping out of the opening with her staff in hand. The witch ran over towards them and looked down at Daniel with concern.
“What are you-” she started before Triska growled loudly at her.
“Shut up, witch, this is all your fault! Just go back into your hole and let me take care of him!” Triska barked out. Alyssa looked at her with worry then to Daniel. Triska resumed going through her bag, quickly pulling out a sleeping blanket, some bandages, ointments, and a pillow.
“What all do you have in there anyway?” Alyssa asked curiously as she watched all the items being pulled out of a simple duffel bag. Triska didn’t reply or even give the witch a second glance, having a focused expression as she quickly scrambled to get her supplies out. She unfolded the blanket and laid the wounded Daniel down on it, looking at his bloodied clothing with remorseful eyes. Her heart ached at seeing him like this as she blamed herself for not being there to protect him. She rested his head on the pillow then started taking off his shirt, then paused and glanced to Alyssa.
“I’m only taking off his shirt to treat his wounds, don’t get any ideas,” she hissed. Alyssa nodded slowly as Triska took off the bloodied shirt. She looked with sorrow at all the bite marks and blood that were on his body, holding a hand to her mouth
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