Katherine had suggested to get Taylor to the infirmary with a warm smile. Taylor smiled back, but in pain. He groaned,
"I'm... not getting up anytime soon." Taylor felt as if he was attacked by a panther- Oh wait,
he was."Is it okay if I touch your chest?"Taylor raised an eyebrow for a second, but than realized she meant to heal him. Taylor nodded,
"If that can help me. But, I ... I think Loki needs more attention right now, he's injured worse than me.." Taylor said to her. The fact that Loki turned into a hybrid of man and panther, not to mention blood ran from his mouth and nose and the grotesque bruises covering him. Taylor could easily tell that Loki may need more help. Then he coughed.
Honestly, Taylor felt like he was going to pass out from the exhaustion and wounds he had on his chest, left side, and hands. The stinging, the stinging was bad. It felt like someone was pouring bleach on his wounds, especially when the wind swayed into his cuts. Taylor breathed in and breathed out. He wasn't sure if he could stay awake.
"...Urgh.." He managed, trying to speak but even then he was too tired to do so. So he quietly laid his head on the wall, breathing in and out. He wrapped both of his arms around his chest, trying to keep the wind from going inside of his cuts and making him feel even worse. Taylor slowly closed his eyes, and his vision dimmed out from his eyelids slowly closing.
Soon enough, he was unconscious.
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