HP: 0/20

He let all of his muscles relax. Each stinging pinpoint of his injuries flowed through him in prickling waves, blanketing him and flowing out with each breath.

Aandes allowed himself to crumple. She was much stronger than he. While Aandes had taken Rasali for granted all of these sweeps, she'd grown and hardened. This peppy cover hid something deeper and more powerful, while he felt vulnerable and exposed. There was no turning back now. His insides were knotted up. She had won him.

"I hate you more than anything on Alternia," he hissed in confirmation. Aandes whispered as he held a gaze with the ceiling. "And I'll never let you forget it."

They were in this together now. Aandes tensed his fingers in Rasali's grip and took a good hard look at his forearm, tracing it up to her face. His gaze was steady, but he could feel his ashen pulse through her grip on his arm and everywhere else in his body. "Don't let me down."