[ not that he remembers this but the last time he passed out while bleeding out something not so cool happened and there is thus a small part of his brain urging him to not do that because it will suck. so. despite the fact that he really thinks bleeding out here to be eaten by plants would be preferred at this point
he rolls himself over to crawl back to his hands and knees and this time when he uses the sword as a crutch. that bitch is staying a crutch. his legs jelly. arms weak. mom's spaghetti.
can he make it out of the stadium to the hotel without dying. probably. will he enjoy it. no. is there a likelihood if any of these demons get too close he will find whatever strength is left in him and stab them? 100%
c'mon daan... up we go..... woo.... stop gettin eaten by your own plants. ]
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he rolls himself over to crawl back to his hands and knees and this time when he uses the sword as a crutch. that bitch is staying a crutch. his legs jelly. arms weak. mom's spaghetti.
can he make it out of the stadium to the hotel without dying. probably. will he enjoy it. no. is there a likelihood if any of these demons get too close he will find whatever strength is left in him and stab them? 100%
c'mon daan... up we go..... woo.... stop gettin eaten by your own plants. ]