Snippet #1670001

Bliss, with many thanks to Dara, was standing again. The case of vertigo she was currently suffering from would make her giggle if she was in any other situation, but this one did not. She tried to gain her wits back to herself because she knew for a fact that her head, still feeling rather light thanks to the scary amount of blood that she was losing from her leg. If she knew anything about anything, she would be able to tell that the wound itself wasn't that bad. The acid was still eating through her leg but it was nothing that would cause her to lose her leg. In fact, it would still not be bleeding if she hadn't scraped up the neat wound that had been cauterized. It was still nothing to laugh about but it wasn't the worst injury she had ever sustained. In fact, the healers, if they were as good as her last ones, which was more than likely, would have the leg healed up rather quickly.

But, of course, Bliss knew nothing about that so it never popped into her head. She just leaned on Dara, trying to take down gulps of fresh air, focusing on the pain to try and bring her normal self back. The rest of the world just blocked out of her mind and she tried to just calm herself down, remembering some breathing exercises that her father had taught her. She tried those out and started to feel the fog leave her mind as she increasingly came down back to earth. It was something of a rather sweet relief but she couldn't count herself perfectly fine yet, no, Bliss was just good enough to put a decent fight out and then crash once she got to the healers.

She winced as she put more and more weight on it, her mind becoming blank when the angel asked the question. Her mouth popped open but she shut it when Leilatha figured it out with no more than a simple blink. Bliss grinned, there was a lot more that she wanted to know about the girl if they managed to get through this thing, something that Bliss was increasingly becoming less confident about. The state that she was in now depressed her all the more, she had been so happy about her daggers.

The door creaked open and Bliss frowned as a minotaur stood proudly in the middle, the giant axe making the thing look much more menacing than it should have. She wanted to die just then but she shrugged off the feeling, she needed to get rid of the feelings of hopelessness, she would beat them. She tried to push her optimistic attitude back on herself but it proved to be more than a little hard, especially when the new minotaur showed up.

But that was all Bliss needed.

She grinned as new adrenaline pulsed through her veins, her neck hair standing on end. Thanks to the fear and adrenaline her body was producing, she was faced with her fight or flight option that it always gave her. And as always, Bliss took the fight one. The newly found energy her body gave her was tremendous and it let her forget about her leg briefly as her will to survive was suddenly boosted, her mind seeing the predicament she was in. Her chance to survive was suddenly slim to none but she wouldn't let that get in the way. She reached down and pulled the dirk out of her shoe, the other two daggers resting in her left hand.

"Leil, Dara, the big one will go slower, once he charges your way, I'll get a good throw at his ankle. It'll slow him down hopefully and then I'll do my thing, I'm probably the quickest her with my rush right now, despite my leg. Dara, Leil, you guys finish him off and I'll move onto the next one, slowing him down too, sound good?" She asked, her voice slurring a little bit. She knew her plan wasn't the best and could have been greatly improved but Bliss had never been one for perfect planning. In fact, it was more than sloppy but it would help her live, she always did and she wasn't about to die now. "Good luck!" She said with a two finger salute, her grin still resting on her face, she needed to do this, no one else was going to die.

Of course, her logic still had some good points, the bigger they were, the harder they feel. It always proved right in her books and she hoped it wouldn't fail her now, she just hoped that the other minotaur would stay confused long enough for her to get a good throw in after she got the bigger minotaur. She tried to balance the dirks weight in her hand, getting used to it as she aimed for her throw. She ran to the side a bit, limping despite her rush as she tried to get a lock on the minotaur.

It charged.

She threw.

She watched with a great sense of fear, not knowing if it actually managed to hit home. But her victory cry was enough to let the whole audience know that she hadn't, at least she still had that. Bliss mustered up as much courage as she could and took off in a mad dash, planning on slicing it's other ankle before she threw her other dagger at the other minotaur.