"A-Aldric…!?"
Elina's eyes widened as she watched what was happening before her.
Instead of attacking her, Aldric plunged his sword into his own body.
"Ugh…"
He groaned in pain, gritting his teeth as he pulled the sword back out.
Srck!
Blood spurted from the wound, splashing everywhere and even staining Elina's armor.
Aldric staggered, swaying from side to side, but quickly drove his sword into the ground to keep himself from falling.
He hunched over in pain, clutching his wound with his left hand. His breathing grew labored, and cold sweat trickled down his neck and back.
Elina immediately stood up and rushed to support him, but Aldric shoved her away.
"Go away! Stay away from me!" he snapped coldly, his voice strained with pain.
"Don't try to act tough in front of me!" Elina shot back irritably.
Ignoring his protests, she helped him up and carefully laid him on the ground.
"Wait a minute. I have a healing potion," Elina said in a panic.
