Chapter 17: Back down the stairs. This time, the agony of my injuries had caught up with me. I stumbled and winced my way down every step, stretching out a palm against the wall, leaving a track of blood smeared behind me. The sounds of battle had erased themselves from the air, and a heavy odor of gunpowder filled the halls.
Trilemma
Trilemma
Trilemma
Chapter 17: Back down the stairs. This time, the agony of my injuries had caught up with me. I stumbled and winced my way down every step, stretching out a palm against the wall, leaving a track of blood smeared behind me. The sounds of battle had erased themselves from the air, and a heavy odor of gunpowder filled the halls.