He felt the sensation of blood dripping down his legs. Slowly and weakly, he opened his eyes, finding the world upside down with a stream of red running down the side of his face.
A groan escaped his lips as pain flared through his body. He raised his head, only to find his leg impaled by a jagged branch. The torn flesh throbbed with every heartbeat. Gritting his teeth, he leaned up with a huff, reaching his hand toward the bloody wound. His fingers pressed against the sticky warmth of his own blood before he snapped the branch with a sharp crack. The moment the restraint gave way, he plummeted several meters, landing on the hard ground with a dull thud.
"Arrgh…" he groaned, his breath ragged.
