The first impact pierced her side. Then another slash cut across her thigh. Then more of them stabbed into her arms, her chest, and her skin. Wounds on her body splitting open as rotten bone tore through her.
Nadine's scream caught in her throat just as a strangled gasp.
The green ichor burned into her wounds, sizzling as acid tears on her flesh. Her nerves lit up with agony that she nearly blacked out.
Her body convulsed under the rain of bone, and for a fleeting heartbeat, despair flooded her.
"Is this it? After everything I've done… am I really going to die here?"
She remembered days spent killing monsters, pushing herself to keep up and never be a burden. She remembered the fleeting moments of laughter and excitement and the fierce determination in his eyes.
Every memory felt like it was slipping from her fingers and fading into the dark.
