A broken bone and a lost cloak.

Maga

The first thing that I saw was red. The wooden floor was soaked with blood, and Celine was lying there at a weird angle. I immediately rushed to her side and noticed that her hand was bent in an awkward angle with a gush on her forehead. When I kneed down beside her, I noticed that her eyes were closed and her breathing was irregular.

“Cee? Cee wakes up.” I lightly shook her. But she didn't even stir. The stampede that came over me was something that I have never experienced before. I didn't know what came over me but, then I slowly moved my hand and placed it on top of her forehead. I felt this immense pain that hurls through my entire body but I still firmly kept my hand on her forehead because I noticed that the gush that was on her forehead was closing and the blood that was flowing was gradually reducing.