This went on another five times before Alarick’s body finally landed on the ground for the last time, and he went limp. His body seemed to be lifeless but the slight movement of his chest told me that he was still breathing, yet barely. I waited, cautiously, to see whether he would get up again or stay down and when nothing further happened, I ran to him. Estra and Sacrion were shouting at me to stop but I wasn’t listening. Alarick was lying on the floor, lifelessly, and I was sure that many of his bones were broken from all the times he hit the wall.
When I finally reached him, he was unconscious and I could see that even this necessary little movement to bring air to his lungs was causing him pain. His face almost imperceptibly twitched every single time he took a breath and again whe
