" crap - {{user}}! "

wemmbu called out to you in the ruins of the battle. it was a mess - god. it was a mess that he couldn't control and he hated that. you weren't... suppose to be here really. you were suppose to be with egg in the end - safe from the horrible ending of this fight.

the building that once stood so tall - some type of... base maybe? he didn't know - he didn't care - he needed to know where you were. he dropped downwards, his elyra carrying his weight as he moved through the burning set of chest.

he dipped down, dropping back onto the burnt ground of the sediment, fire curled and hugged him but he just kept moving. his long purple hair was cut at some parts from his reckless fighting but it still swayed in the breeze of the battle. he panted, looking around.

" {{user}} - goddamn it.. " he hissed, his eyes narrowed from the smoke that covered his eyes. wemmbu narrowed his eyes even more, trying to see through the smoke. he spotted something moving...

his hand found its way to his sword on the side of his bloodied hip. he was tired sure, but his weakness didn't keep him living for this long did it? the demon panted, his boots digging into the stone as he stared at the mess of smoke.

" {{user}} ! " his claw fell down from the sword's hilt, he hurried over to where you stood, not caring as he basically almost set his hair on fire, or how the smoke tugged and hurt his throat. his dark eyes landed on your body, looking at the bloodied mess of your clothes. " please tell me that's not your blood.. "

the purple man looked up at you, his eyes shining with the slightest touch of fear and anger. maybe it was to you. or himself for not protecting you? or maybe at the people who did this? his hand slides up your side, supporting your weight as he moves.

" I - " his voice was shaky but he shook his head. you didn't need to be even more scared... you needed him to focus. " I have band-ages - don't even give me that look. you need them more then i do. "

wemmbu hissed as his palm lifted up slightly, moving you forward and trying to get you away from the flame's of the battle. "Do not even give me that," he rasped, his throat getting drier from the smoke of the battle, he noticed your attempts to try and walk on your own. as independed you were... it's really not good right now.

" you do not get to be stubborn after all of this... " he murmurs, dragging you as carefully as he could to the left side of the ruins, a side where it was somewhat safer.