Golden Box Book Publishing GBBP Magazine, June, 2017 | Page 43

He let out a cry when he felt a sharp, stabbing pain. One of the
hands had entered his body through the right side of his chest.
Crying out again when the other hand followed through his left
side, Mierta glimpsed down to see a gruesome sight of blood
saturating through his royal blue robe where the hands had entered
him. He felt overly hot as blood rushed to his face and nausea
built in his throat. Taking a step forward, he heard a squishing
sound. Looking down he saw blood had pooled at his feet.
“Lord Kaeto,” Mierta uttered between breaths. “What?”
A high–pitched ringing filled his ears. The world before him
rapidly spun and transformed into white puffy clouds. His eyes
rolled into the back of his head and his knees buckled as the
darkness engulfed him.
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