The creature turned its ugly head and started to charge him. Japheth just barely missed having a bite taken out of him as he
rolled to the side, and came up in front of Saphira. "Run!" he yelled. "I can't, my ankle is broken!" She informed him with a
yell. "Oh Great." Escaped his mouth. Just then the thing started to advance again, but this time it was Japheth who charged.
But the creature was too swift, and as Japheth cut one of its small arms, it bore its teeth into his side. Japheth let out a yell,
as the sharp teeth dug deep. It flung him a few feet away, and then started to, once again, advance Saphira. Japheth
painfully managed to get up onto his elbow and yell, "Catch!" as he through the sword to Saphira. That is when the thing
started to run at her, and just as she caught the sword, it had reached within one foot of her. She had barely enough time to
think as she swung the sword around in front of her, and closed her eyes, before she felt pressure on the sword, and a hot
liquid on her legs. When she opened her eyes, she saw the creature lying before her in its own pool of blood, and she saw
Japheth, up on his elbow, smiling at her before he fell backwards as pain ripped through his body. Saphira painfully got up
and, using the sword, went over to him as quickly as she possibly could. When she reached him his eyes were closed, sweat
beaded his forehead, and his breathing was labored. "Japheth?" she said, her voice shaky and full of concern. She did not
know who this was, but he had just saved her life, so she knew that she could trust him. He slowly opened his eyes, and
immediately Saphira could see that they were glazed over with the pain that he was so desperately trying to hide. He took a
slow breath in before saying," The wound… is too deep. …" Saphira went to look at it, but instead found his arm covering it.
"Let me see it." She said. When he shook his head she continued on," If I can't see it, then I will not be able to help you."
She received her answer as he slowly pulled his arm away. He gasped in pain as the cold night air hit the wound, and
immediately Saphira grabbed the jacket and shoved it onto the wound, applying pressure as she did so. This, of course,
made Japheth scream out in pain as the wound was touched. His breathing became quicker, and he started to fade in and out
of consciousness. Saphira placed a hand gently on his forehead, and calmly told him," Slow, deep breaths, and you will be
okay. This is just stopping the bleeding." "Why so civil now?" He asked. "Well you still have a sense of humor." She
smiled," that is good." He gave a small laugh that turned his smile into pain. "Take it easy, we can joke around after you
heal." She scolded. "By the way where are we and where are you taking me?"