{Nox’s POV}

Everything sounded distant. Muffled. Like I was underwater but with my skull splitting open. The headache wouldn't stop, nor did the ringing.

Pain weighed on my ribs. I didn’t even know which part of me was bleeding anymore, just that it was a lot, and most likely everywhere.

The trees above me swayed like they were drunk. Or maybe that was just me.

‘Definitely me…’

I gritted my teeth and tasted metal.

This pitiful state somehow felt nostalgic.

Where I lay was ...