Bab 184: 27.3 Fighting Retreat

Closing my eyes for what was possibly the final time, I felt myself hit the ground with a staggering thud. Although, my body felt like I was still floating in the air. It almost felt like I was being held up by someone, or something, by the back and knees all bridal style-like.

Huh... Was I still alive? Or was this the last bits of my consciousness fighting to keep me going?

Nevertheless, this was different. It wasn't the old black void of darkness floating in space kind of afterlife. Granted, I haven't opened my eyes yet, and I could still somehow feel the cold wind smacking on my face. Maybe this was hell? It would explain the chilling temperatures, at least.

I felt my body being moved somewhere again, the sound of... grass? crunching underneath me as I felt myself being lowered down to what I could only assume to be the ground. Wait...

"Y.. c.n't ..e ..t, D..r..."