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He noticed the way the old lady said it that set somthing off in his instincts and he's only alive this far in life from experience and instinct. The way she said it sounded like she wouldn't hesitate to kill someone which didn't surprise him after all the shit he's seen both much would anymore.
Although he let go of the boy he just stood there eyes closed trembling and looked close to fainting. He thought of pushing the boy to the old lady and then attacking with the needles but that idea went as quick as it came when he realized the lady had what looked like a dagger or some kind of knife.
He only noticed that now when he took a step back to get better footing that there was blood quickly dripping from his hand and his chest. Even though he was wearing a drawstring paints they were quickly getting soaked in blood. He now only realized how badly his body hurt although it was nothing compared to the pain of the eclipse.
He thought since he was loosing so much blood so quickly he would have to fight his way out or at the very least get the bandages. He noticed how the old lady was looking at him or more specifically the wound on his chest that looked the worst injury on him. He thought of how odd she looked at the wound it was like that time he went up against the hundred men in a single night and was injured beyond belief and the camps Doctor looked at all the wounds.
"Who are you boy? And why are you hurt so much?" The lady demanded in a soft spoken but had an undertone of malice.
He didn't say anything because he didn't feel like explaining himself. Although he could tell the truth it's not like he remembers how he got so hurt but if he had to guess what happened is probably he fought the usual apostles and got hurt although he isn't enitly sure who.
"Well are you going to say anything boy?!" The old lady raised her voice and asked him again.
"I fought a demon" He said tiredly it seems he lost more blood then he's thought because his head started to hurt and felt like he was about to pass out. Darkness started to cloud his vision and his head stared to pound and started to fall backwards on to the beg the last thing he heard was the old lady telling the boy to help him and then darkness consumed him.