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I have faced some fearsome foes in my lifetime. I have turned and fought the highest levels of mazoku. I have learnt that fear is a good motivator. Whether it be to the urge to fight, flee or resist.
Never before have I run so fast. Never before have I wanted so much to attack. Never before have I wanted to defend with all my will and mind.
Never before have I been so afraid.
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When I reached the courtyard all I could hear were screams. People were pushing past me so fast in the opposite direction, it was too hard to get through them. So I blew them away. I levitated over their prone bodies and sprinted through the court yard. Swords and spears were littered on the ground, presumably thrown by the irresponsible young fighters that had been busily running into me.
I couldn't see Gourry anywhere. Towards the east wall there was a small group of men and women in a circle. Some turned to face me. I knew that the monster was already gone so there was only one thing that could have warranted their fractured expressions.
Then I saw Zel.
That was when I knew he was dieing.
Time slowed and it was an eternity before I reached Amelia. She was down on her knees, desperately pouring her magic into Gourry's wound. Tears flowed unashamedly down her cheeks. In the hideous silence you could hear them hit the ground in droplets after each choked sob. I turned to Zelgadis but he refused to look at me. With my heart in my throat I finally stared down.
Gourry's face was pale, all but for a smear of blood over his chin. His eyes were half-lidded and locked onto mine. The hair from his ponytail spread out around him like a halo. It was so perverse, he looked like an angel drowned in blood. I dropped down to Gourry's left shoulder and took his good hand in mine. Amelia continued to work feverishly on the wound through his right. She looked up at me, "It was a clean wound, it went straight through, it didn't hit any bones." Her hands began to shake like leaves in a gale, "I should be able to heal this! I can't stop him bleeding!" I moved my eyes back down to Gourry, his lips were moving slowly and his breath was so soft you could barely tell it was there. He wanted Amelia to stop.
I placed a hand on Amelia's. She slowly collapsed over herself and refused to look up. She knew she could do no more. Zel slowly, so as not to startle her, placed a hand on her wrist and helped her up. As she straightened, her tears seemed to evaporate. Her eyes hardened perceptibly and Zel retreated a way to her side. Not too far though.
"Someone fetch me a towel," one of the soldiers that had stayed behind offered her one, it seemed that they had been thinking while she'd been working. She took it and handed it to me. I placed it over his shoulder to lessen the blood flow. A token gesture that made him wince. It would give us a few more moments together at least.
Gourry placed his left hand over my own and smiled. His lips moved so slowly it was as though time had slowed once more. "I'm sorry," the words hit me like a mallet and I glared back at him, "Don't be sorry, you stupid jellyfish..." two simple words and his nickname, it wasn't even a good nickname. It was enough to make me cry. How foolish, that after all the times we'd fought together and all the times we'd been in far worse scrapes that just a few moments could lead to his downfall. Gourry had always been the more careful one. Who ever had done this to him would pay.
I leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead. I heard Zel hastily disguise a rapid intake of breath. Normally I would be incapable of such an outward display of emotion. Gourry gently stroked my hand and I could see his eyes closing, feel his breath weakening even more. "Gourry, I..." his eyes shut and his grip on my hand slackened.
Horror filled me.
I wanted to scream, I wanted to hit him, I wanted to hurt someone. The pain was worse than any wound. It hit a crescendo and seemed to channel it's way out of my mouth. A scream as primitive as the first life on earth erupted from my throat. I had had Gourry in my life for so many years, even had I not mourned a new lover I would have pined for an old friend. I was inconsolable.
I felt like a hole had been born in me, I lost all comprehension of the outside world. If I had paid more attention I would have heard footsteps.
Something crashed into my shoulder and woke me, as if from atrophy. The person grabbed my hand and plunged it along with it's own into Gourry's shoulder. His body jack-knifed into the air and he gulped for breath. I felt my magic siphon out of me and then I heard the words, that wonderful word...
"Resurrection."
I couldn't describe the feeling, it was intense shock, joy and disbelief. More than a miracle. I would have to thank the person who had done this. I felt too tired to speak. The healer next to me lifted their hood. I was greeted by a shy smile, intense eyes and purple hair. Sylpheel had come all the way to Seyruun. She had saved Gourry.
I threw my arms around her shoulders and embraced her with all my strength. "Thank you Sylpheel! Thank you!" I let her go and saw Amelia brimming with tears again. She turned to her nearest guard, "Someone get a strecher, we have to get him to the infirmary immediately, now that he's stable." Sylpheel looked as though she had run a marathon. "How did you get here? You're like an angel from Seipheed!" She smiled again and made a small choking sound. "What's wrong Sylpheel?" I lessened my grip on her. "I can't breath Miss Lina..." I helped her stand and we walked by Gourry as he was lifted up and away. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. Then I laughed.
It wasn't even that funny.
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