Rask struggled to move his bone-white fingers, mustering all his strength to turn over.
He lay on his back, and only then did Julian see that his face had been corroded down to the bone. He was barely breathing.
Ordinarily, he would have mercilessly mocked the insidious beastman. But now, looking at his dying body and thinking of Evangeline still inside the terrifying Venom Pit, it felt as if a red-hot branding iron was lodged in his throat.
Julian unconsciously clenched his fists. 'She'll be fine… She has to be fine,' he thought.
"…Hey, can you, can you not… just stand there watching? Help… save me…" Rask twitched spasmodically, his voice weak. When he turned to look at Julian, he looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears left, his whole body numb with pain.
