As the first key was pressed, humming sweetly, it felt as if the blood was coaxed from his bleeding wound. He dispelled his pain as he bit his lip, clenching his stomach. It didn't take more than that single note to realize the reality of the situation–
'This is the true nature of that ability of his, isn't it…? I need to get to him–before I die,' he realized.
It was an arduous task, seeing as the length of the lavish hall was like that of a marathon for his exhausted body. As he moved one foot in front of the other, taking the first step as the melancholic melody filled the hall, he kept his eyes on the man on the stage.
It was only after a single step that he spat out, feeling his chest tighten as if his heart was being squeezed from within–
"Hrk!" He spat out.
