บท 1118: Chapter 1117: Bloodletter (3)

My vision faded in and out alongside my erratic heartbeat as I laid there on the ground, shrouded in rubble and completely covered in bruises, gashes and swelling, to the point that I was completely certain no one would recognize me without taking one long, deep look at my current appearance.

All of my common gear was tattered and somewhat broken, my body was in completely agony, my mind was a mess and the world just didn't really exist at the moment, but there was one thing that was for certain; I wasn't dead, and I wasn't unconscious, just yet anyways.

There were moments where I wanted to slip into that abyssal embrace of unconsciousness as I laid there, but I fought past it as the rushing of blood almost overwhelmed my hearing, or the way my heartbeat actually did make noise seemingly inside and outside of my body.