When a rustling noise skittered at her left, Jaelyn spun quickly, readying her pulsing hands to strike. But upon seeing Tim pressing himself against the wall, his eyes wide and his mouth long, she slowly lowered them to her sides.
“Holy balls, Sis. That was… fuck..." his words stunted as shock overtook his expression.
“Jaelyn. My name is Jaelyn! Not.Sis,” She hissed through her teeth as she gingerly lifted her shirt and examined the pulsing wound at her side. Gritting her lower lip, her eyes roved over the ugly, blackened blood and poisoned veins that spider-webbed up her torso. “Ouch, shit.” she winced, somehow seeing it made it hurt worse.
“You need a healer!” Tim barked, before his face suddenly flushed pale before turning to the side and gagging. “Sorry... sorry...” then gagged ag
