Arthur's muscles tensed, making him momentarily flinch from the pain in the gash on his leg. The wound from the Nightreavens' battle throbbed, reminding him of his vulnerable state. It wasn't bleeding anymore due to his enhanced body but it was still causing a lot of pain.
'Damn it, I'm already outmatched, but it's also daytime and I'm covered in wounds. What does he really hope to gain from this? Or does he just want to hit me?'
Arthur rolled his eyes and then took a step forward. Then another, then he was running. His footfalls crushed the delicate rose petals beneath him, releasing their sweet fragrance into the morning air. Each step sent a jolt of pain up his injured leg, but determination pushed him forward.
