First Quarter

Chapter Sixty-Six: Two Faced

TW: Blood

“W-wait! It’s enough—let me rest!” Mallory said shakily, her breathing constrained. She attempted to move, but the wounds on her legs stung and ached so much. She groaned and looked at the blood-stained dagger in her hands. “Damn, if others see me like this, they would think I’m crazy with how I just stab and wound myself…”

[Weak!]

[Tsk!]

[That’s all you got? You can’t even heal four wounds at a time!]

Mallory sighed, exhausted. “How can I? It’s only been two hours since our training!”

Mallory looked above. The light was getting dimmer; night was coming.

[Fine! Rest, then heal yourself!]...