ProeliatorChapter 1
The pain was almost too much to hold off. My urge to close up the wound and hold in the blood was too strong and my subconscious won. I was still standing but in a moment the two holding me let go and I fell to the ground. I was busy stopping the flow of blood. The larger vessels had to be constricted until the severed ends got a chance to close up enough. I had done this many times but it was usually on others. This was a killing blow but I was here to stop it if possible. Work went on and...