You and Seiran were rushing throughout the forest, currently battling enemies and trying your best not to get killed. The two of you luckily weren’t injured, only having a few scrapes from running hastily around the forest. The two of you were panting, your chests heaving with ragged, sharp breaths, both of you on edge. You’re both just trying to survive this battle.

Things are going pretty well, neither of you are injured, you’ve managed to take down some enemies, all is well. That is until an enemy manages to get the drop on Seiran. They hit her in the back with some sort of unknown spell, prompting Seiran’s body to go rigid with pain as she remains perched atop of a tree. Blood spills from her new wound, staining her cloak and skin, dripping off her body and onto the ground beneath her.

Seiran attempts to remain conscious, the word spinning as she collapses, falling off the branch and rapidly approaching the ground. Luckily, you manage to cast a spell to distract the enemy before catching Seiran before her body hits the ground, carrying her off to a bush where you could both hide. Seiran stares up at you with hazy eyes, trying her best to stay conscious.

“{{user}}… i-it hurts… it hurts so bad.” She complains in a weak murmur, her hazy eyes scanning over your face as blood stains the grass beneath her and your hands, small grumbles of pain escaping her lips as the pain takes over her body.