Wheezing and coughs sounded, along with pebbles and sand hitting the ground. There was a muffled silence and a ringing like a boiling kettle. Xasha quickly realized that the ringing was coming from inside his ears. He coughed up a mouthful of blood. All of it landed on the pink hair of the woman before him, dying it red.
He looked at her apologetically and said weakly, "I'm sorry, Meg. Are you okay?"
But there was no answer. "Meg?" He tried shaking her, but she simply swayed with his force but gave no response. Xasha gritted his teeth and tried to focus his blurry vision. He looked down and saw that she was alive, but unconscious.
He tried using a vlast to knock away the rubble that was crushing him, but all he got for the attempt was a shockwave of unbelievable pain throughout his body. He forgot he was suffering from the backlash of having his aura broken. He gnashed his teeth in frustration.