Post by Aya Dauzi Invargas on Aug 31, 2010 19:19:33 GMT -5
It was midway through the battle with Trucido.
Ayalan's body was bleeding out, and he felt his sight grow blurry, only seeing the fight cause injuries left and right, and with nothing he could do, suddenly, he grew hazy enough to lose his consciousness.
However, what happened was something strange, instead of being dead..he was alive, walking down a forested path. He looked to his left, and saw Malice; immediately, he reached for his weapons: But he had none.
This was a memory, he realized, and he watched the whole thing from his own point of view.
This was one of the last times he had seen Malice before the horrible things had happened, causing his defection.
"So. What did you want to talk about, Malice?" He said softly, smiling at his best friend at the time.
Ayalan's body was bleeding out, and he felt his sight grow blurry, only seeing the fight cause injuries left and right, and with nothing he could do, suddenly, he grew hazy enough to lose his consciousness.
However, what happened was something strange, instead of being dead..he was alive, walking down a forested path. He looked to his left, and saw Malice; immediately, he reached for his weapons: But he had none.
This was a memory, he realized, and he watched the whole thing from his own point of view.
This was one of the last times he had seen Malice before the horrible things had happened, causing his defection.
"So. What did you want to talk about, Malice?" He said softly, smiling at his best friend at the time.