λ' (Eleven)
"Ack..." I wince.
I'm back in my room. I pull off my helmet and place it on a desk. I wince as I take another step. There's blood. That thing almost took my entire lower leg. How can I harm a God? I'm the son of Zeus. I pull off my shoe. Yeesh... that looks sick. I almost want to puke.
It looks deep. It's blackish and purplish. It looks like some kind of swamp demon. It smells awful. Blood was dripping out. I wince. I examine it. It feels like a sting from a chimera but more painful. I put my staff on the wound. I wince as it burns. I could probably fix this. My staff starts glowing. The wound starts... moving? The skin bubbles like a pot. I wince.
"Come on... come on... com on..." I wince.
Then some kind of black smoke shoots out from my wound. It slams my staff out of my hands. My staff hits the wall in a loud bang. Ooh... I hope no one heard that. I reach my hand out to call it back. I step down from the bed and I stand up.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow." I mutter.
I should try rising the wound. I limp to the bathroom as I curse.
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