Erina

　　I probably could have done one out of a hundred different things rather than throwing his own body part at him. But, I didn't regret it. The others worked at the tight ropes that bound me while the dragon slithered closer. I was looking at my death. The golden eyes glinting with streaks of red, the coal black wings, the claws reaching for me, still stained red with the blood of those that would sacrifice their lives for me.

　　I would die here but at least I ...