Chapter 82— Region of Frost XIII: Collapse
Her stomach clenches. An unholy movement turns it. Pain. Zarracen awakens into a stumbling run to the privy. Bile already moving up her lungs. She spills it out into the wash bowl. A black tar like substance with blood splattered within it. She stares into it nausea overwhelming her as the wash bowls rids itself of the gunk and water fills back up.
She stays there waiting for another bought. When it doesn't come, she returns to her bed tense. It felt as if someone is pressing against her back with her tenseness. She swallows. The taste almost makes her want to throw up again.
Sleep does not come quickly for the knight. Her red eyes stare blankly up at the ceiling nothing in her expression given away her inner turmoil. That black vomit with blood. That's never happened before. Her videle still inaccessible to her as well. She idly wonders if she is killing herself by forcing videle to stack in her body.
