HIS BLACK BLADE

Just how much could one take?

One after another misfortune. You're not getting over one when another one strikes and gives you yet another wound which takes decades for it to stop bleeding.

Similarly, just how much more could she take?

She felt like she was flying in the air.

She could feel air caressing her unconscious and lifeless body as she could barely move.

What was this?

Why does she feel like she is flying?

Was she in the air?

She jolted awake but waking up didn't make any difference because she couldn't see. After being fully mindful she stayed in that position for a while, trying to comprehend where she was until she finally realized someone was holding her in their arms and that she was in the sky.