CH 13

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-Rhonda POV-

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“Well will you look at that. He’s is out cold again. Even battle crazed warriors didn’t bleed out at that age. Oh well maybe he’ll come back to us.”

I hope not then we’ll never find out the potential of his soul. And I’ll lose my cute lit…

“Woof”

“Oh you’re going to see him now?”

“Arf”

“haha I’m sorry Moilf but I think your blessings will be better for a later time. He needs to learn how to use the gifts he already has before we give him any real power.”

“nnn-nnn-nnn”

“Oh don’t be sad. And didn’t I already apologize for keeping him to myself the last time.”

“Woof”

“Ok, ok, next time you get to be with him alone.”

With how fast he gets knocked out we’ll see him soon enough.

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-Martoel POV-

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Day 10

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“De-haaaaaa haaa huu haa”

It feels like I’m breathing in solid metal right now.

But since I’m breathing I guess I’m alive. It feels so weird to breath. This was nothing like the last time I went to the darkness without a body. I feel less mana flowing through me too. Also the goddess didn’t speak to me, so I must be better off than I was last time.

I hope…

“Ahhhhh”

Pain shoots throughout my body causing me to shake. What could cause such immense pain?

Then I look at myself, trying to find out why I was in so much pain.

“There is a wolf stuck to my shoulder!”

Ok. No you can’t pass out. Not right after you just woke up. Hold on Martoel, come on just hold on. Breathe in and out. I mean it’s just a wolf attached to your shoulder.

With its mouth…

As if it was trying to tear my shoulder out…

Which it was…

Man I suck at motivating myself.

I notice that there are slight scorch marks on the ground around me. There obvious compared to the fresh blanket of snow on the ground. The night wolf and I also have a dusting of snow on us too.

The scorch marks remind me about mother had told me about my incident. When I asked mother what happened to me that made me pass out she told me I played in a storm. She told me that I was hit by lightning and caused an explosion of ice shards and black snow. From what I can see, the area around me looks just like what mother had described to me, but not as grand.

Let’s see how much mana drained out of me this time. As I looked at my mana I felt pulses of mana run through my body. It starts from my core then it moves out into every part of my body. It then bounces off of my outer frame and back to my core. It moves rapidly in that pattern as it tries to escape me, but something is containing it. The mana is constantly moving around my body making it hard to figure out what type it is.

So many things are unclear. I don’t understand anything about the situation I’m in. But I know that I can’t to die out here. Otherwise mother, father, brother Jager, and sister Perla will be sad. So I must survive for them and to find the answers to my questions later.

But first things first.

I have to get this Night wolf off of my shoulder, without losing the ability to use my arm. I begin to pull my dagger out of the wolf but it barley budges.

Man I feel pathetic.

Come on Martoel you have to push through this or you’ll die. You’re already talking to yourself so that means you’re already craze. But that doesn’t mean I’m allowed to be week. So let’s do this.

“AHHHHH!”

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After pulling on the dagger for hours I was finally able to pull it out of the night wolfs throat.

OK. That took too long for such a simple thing like pulling a dagger out of a corpse. And I thought I was going to be able to do something else today. The sun has already reached its peak. There’s not much I can do about it though. It’s not like I can do anything else in this position.

“Huuu”

I’m so tired.

I never thought I could get tiered from pulling on a dagger.

I just want to fall asleep against the night wolf.

It’s so soft compared to the ground.

My eyes are barely open.

And there soooo heave.

If I wanted to I could just drift off like this…

Drift to a better place of dreams…

Drift back my family…

I could just drift off and die…

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WAIT

Did I just think it was ok to die here?

I can’t die out here. I just can’t.

“I REFUSE!”

My blood starts to pump through me faster than before. All my weariness just vanishes from my body, leaving me to wonder if it was even there in the first place.

I have to get moving. If I slow down and start to think, I’ll spiral back down the path leading to Helhiem.

I’ll start by removing this wolf from my arm.

I take my dagger in my right hand and slip it in between my shoulder and the night wolfs attached jaw. It takes some time to get the dagger into the space between us. After wiggling my dagger around I finally managed to get the dagger far enough in so I could try and pry its lower jaw off of my shoulder. I shake the dagger back and forth in an attempt to make a larger gap. The goal is to make a big enough space between us that my hand could fit into so I could pull it’s fangs out of my shoulder.

As the gap slowly widens blood begins to trickle down my arm. I hope I didn’t get infected. Well since I’m still breathing I know that the night wolves’ fangs aren’t piousness. Well, at least not this one.

I keep on widening the gap between us until I realize that the dagger isn’t being useful anymore. I hope I wasn’t doing that for too long or I just wasted a lot of time.

Now I take my dagger and trace my way up its jaw until I find the point where the jaw hinges. Then I stab the wolf corpse in that part of its mouth. I really hope this makes it easier to pull its jaw off of me.

I slip my fingers into the gap I had made and began to pull my arm forward. It doesn’t budge so I take the dagger out of its head and stab the other side at the same place. Then I pull the dagger out and drop it into the snow. I grab the night wolfs jaw again and pull with all the strength I could muster.

“Crack crack…Snap”

“Finally.”

The wolf’s jaw must have shattered from the sound it made. And now that the wolf mouth isn’t clamped onto both sides of my shoulder I can push it off of me. I lean forward as I push its head off of me. As its fangs pull out of my shoulder blood starts to spill out of me again.

I should take care of this bleeding. I’ve been bleeding a lot today I hope that doesn’t stop me from getting back to my shelter. I need to get in there and wrap up my shoulder and make a sling for my arm.

Ok.

Let’s get up and walkover there.

“Hup…”

“Puff”

That didn’t work. Let’s try again.

“And up we go.”

“Puff”

Well my legs aren’t working right.

So I guess I’ll just have crawl back to the shelter.

It’s only a few strides away.

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“Haaaaa Huuu Haaaa Huuuuu”

I never imaged that crawling such a short distance with a broken arm and weak legs would be so hard.

But I’m here now. The fire was dead so I didn’t have to go around that. If I had it might have taken me so long that the sun would have set completely.

The sun is pretty low right now, hovering just above the horizon. That doesn’t give me a lot of time to wrap up my arm and try to get another fire started.

Well my priority right now should be my shoulder. If I can’t start a fire tonight I’ll just have to freeze another night.

I grab a strip of cloth and lay it on top of my shoulder. I force my head and shoulder together to keep the cloth in place. I then take one end of the cloth and pull it under my armpit. I bight onto that end then I grab the other end. I wrap the ends around each other and pull tightly with my free hand. Then I loop the ends around each other again making a tight knot. I keep tightening the cloth around my shoulder until I feel presser on my shoulder.

Ok that should work for tonight. I’ll make a better bandage in the morning. But first I have to make a sling for my arm. I take two pieces of cloth and tie them together at both ends. Then throw it around my neck and slip my left arm into the other end.

I could do better but I’m too exhausted to worry about it.

I’ll worry about everything tomorrow after I get some good sleep.

Hopefully…