Christina sucked in a breath and I pulled away from her, she was wearing a long sleeve light blue t-shirt dress which was stained at the abdomen with a bright shade of blood. There was a tear in her dress revealing the side of her waist.
“S-Shit..” I said hovering my hands over the wound, I didn’t know if touching it would cause more pain. The relief I once felt in my heart vanished as I looked back up at Christina who was leaning against the bar with her head thrown back.
“It’s just a graze, nothing vital was hit, but I lost a lot of blood having to defend myself against the militia..” Christina responded weakly, my eyes glanced to the lineup of men which I would say were twelve lifeless bodies before looking back at Christina.
“You did
