Meanwhile, between the ongoing fight of James and Holly, Tom was in his own misery.
'Am I going to die?... But I don't want to' his thoughts continued to contemplate at his near future.
Streams of blood never ceased flowing out of his body, he crawled in his way, wanting to take some first-aid himself. He left a trail of blood as he crawled towards the exit door. His drastically increased pulse-rate and the throbbing pain was the only thing he felt. He may not be perfect in his studies, but the excessive blood lost and his blurring vision showed him he wasn't going to survive in the near future. But he still tried.
"Where are you going?" Holly scorned at him, looking down on his battered state. She trampled over his fingers, sending a new wave of pain in him. He screamed, desperately enduring such pain.
"Useless" she muttered with disdain and stabbed her dagger into his heart.