The forest now looked like a scene from a horror movie. Blood-soaked corpses littered the ground, the only sound heard was the heavy breathing of survivors. Azrael turned to Vespera, who was now lying on the ground, her hand rested on her forehead with her eyes closed. Her chest was rising and falling at a rapid speed as she tried to catch her breath, feeling like the battle had drained her.
Azrael stood above her, looking down. "Are you alright?" he asked.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking up at him to see a hand stretched out, offering to help her get back on her feet. "I... I think so," she said, her voice croaky. When she reached out to take his hand, she felt a sharp pain on her thigh, causing her to groan and fall back down.