Heyo, how bout "Will you stop trying to die on us for five seconds?" from prompt list no. whatever it was for whatever character came to mind first? I know you're all like "force me to write" but also like no pressure lmao
I'm sorry it look me literally ages, but here it is! I hope you enjoy it💗
The last man fell dead as Mirwen pulled her sword out of his chest. She allowed herself to stumble backwards, her legs barely holding her weight. Dark spots appeared in her vision as the world began spinning around her. She needed to sit down before her legs give out.
Her knees hit the ground hard. Mirwen tasted blood as she bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from screaming from the sharp pain that shot through her right thigh. The arrow was lodged quite deep inside her leg, far too deep to cut out. She barely noticed it when she was shot in the heat of battle, but now her whole leg was on fire from the pain.
She closed her eyes for just a moment to help fight the vertigo.
"...wen, Mirwen, you're with me?" Mirwen opened her eyes and Rauna's face came into focus in front of her, "I'm going to pull out the arrow so I can heal you, okey?"
Mirwen shook her head, which was a mistake as her vision blurred and filled with dark spots at the slight movement.
"We need to know what kind of arrow it is, if it's barbed, you're not supposed to pull it out."
Rauna yelled out to the others to find one of the arrows and after what felt to Mirwen like hours, but was probably less than a minute, Thancur handed her an arrow. Mirwen let out a string of colorful curses in all three languages she knew. Of course, the arrowhead was barbed.
"You'll have to push it through."
"What?" Rauna exclaimed in horror.
"With barbed arrows you can't pull them out, it'll tear the flesh, so you're supposed to push them out instead." Mirwen hoped that the fear that began settling in her heart was not too clear in her voice, Rauna was scared enough for both of them. "You'll have to do it, I don't think I'll be able to do it myself. I'm sorry."
"Yes, sure. Push the arrow through your leg," Rauna chuckled nervously, "I can do that. No problem."
She made Mirwen lie on her side and instructed Thancur and Calina to hold her down. Thancur's hands felt so wrong on her body, too large and too male, that Mirwen wanted to scream. This, and all other thoughts, quickly evaporated as Rauna begen to push the arrow through her leg. Mirwen did scream then. It was excruciatingly slow, and it felt like hours have passed before she passed out from the pain. When she regained consciousness, it was still not over. She did not have the strength to scream anymore, but she bit her lip to stop herself from crying, no need to humiliate herself any further.
After what felt like another eternity the horrible tearing pain stopped as the arrowhead finally pierced her skin.
"Okey, okey, it's fine. The worst part is over." Rauna sounded like she was reassuring mostly herself rather than Mirwen, "what do I do now."
"Just break off the arrowhead and pull it out. Please do it quickly."
With one determined pull the arrow was out. The pain lessened but Mirwen's vision suddenly blacked out. Even though she was lying down she felt like she was falling.
"Fuck! Shit! Will you stop trying to die on us for five seconds?" Rauna sounded panicked.
Mirwen blinked to clear her vision and her eyes finally focused on the alarmingly large pool of blood forming next to her.
"That is too much blood." She noted calmly.
"No shit. It hit an artery" Rauna was putting pressure on the wound, her hands glowing with radiant healing energy, but it was not enough to stop the bleeding. "Do any of you have any healing left?" She asked desperately.
There was no answer. They were all out of magic.
"It's not that bad though, is it? We're only an hour away from the town, I'll be fine." Mirwen knew she should probably not be so calm, considering she was bleeding out, but she was too tired to care.
"No, you won't! You'll bleed out in minutes!" Rauna was very much panicking, "Oh gods, I'll have to cauterize tho wound." she let out a sob, "Thancur, create a fire, Calina, get your dagger as hot as you can and hand it over." Rauna managed to pull herself together.
When she was handed the red-hot dagger though she was too hesitant, Mirwen could see her hands shaking. Before she had the time to regret it, Mirwen snatched the dagger from Rauna's hand and pressed it to the open wound.
She would have screamed, if not for the knowledge that she would vomit if she were to stop holding her breath. The smell of burning flash was always vile, but somehow the fact that it was her own made it ten times worse.
She could feel the sweat dripping down her neck, her vision was going in and out of focus and her entire body was shaking, but she dared not move her hand. The pain made each second feel like eternity.
"That's it. It's enough, you can stop." Rauna pried the dagger out of her hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't..."
"It's fine," Mirwen cut her off, "just let me take a few minutes before we move on." she said and promptly passed out.
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