I turn back, again, not caring about my bare skin and I walk over to his side, taking a knee when I reach.
"Can you get up?" Is the first thing I think to say.
He says nothing, then shakes his head slightly, assumably correcting his senses.
"Then go."
"I didn't come back so I could leave you behind." I say, more boldly than I should.
What is going on with me?
I'm being too bold, and I can see that is what he is thinking about by the look in his eyes.
But he doesn't berate me for it.
"I can't get up, I need time."
"We don't have time." I say, scanning the flames exuding around us.
I made quick work of the wolves that had been attacking us.
Should they still be alive, then they'll be far far away as of now, and badly wounded.
I don't sense any wolf around us, so releif overtakes me.
I didn't kill anyone.
"You don't have to worry about me, I'm Darius Crysta..." He isn't allowed to finish his sentence before the pain from the poison grips him, and he shrivels himself.
