My wounds weren't as bad when i had expected, and regardless of being struggling to use my left arm and right leg, there clearly was little bleeding. Sure they hurt really bad, however it was nothing compared to... in comparison to what? I vaguely felt that I had felt pain a whole lot worse than these arrow wounds but couldn't stick it. Something related to just how I died?
Yet another thing to think about later I guessed. Now it had been dark and the light from my collar had become too dim for me personally to see well and Used to do not need to risk that little number of light revealing my location to every other undesirables that would be nearby. Perhaps not that I possibly could walk very far with a hole in my own leg anyways.
Regardless of the struggle, I had just undergone and the
