Suddenly, the adrenaline in Vis' system drained away and he felt immensely tired, from all the strenuous moving and his profuse blood loss and his body was wracked with thudding pains. He leaned against the wall next to him for support but instead he staggered and had to sit on the floor, resting his head on the wall he sighed as the world around him grew silent or maybe his brain was too tired to interpret sound. He whinced as he leaned his back against the wall, the long gash on it inflamed; looking down onto his chest, he furrowed his eyebrows, the front of his leather armor had a bump on it. Deciding to investigate, he pulled back the leather segment and stifled a yell, there, protruding from his chest was a pointed piece of metal, an arrow head. He quickly brought his hands to his back and felt that the fletching of the arrow , it was touching his armor, the arrow had gone all the way through him and had missed everything vital. He was amazed and at the same time horrified, he decided to keep it in to hold back blood, picking himself back up, Vis shambled back to the man he had killed, he had a plan. He pulled the black tunic off of the man and draped it over himself, covering his armor and making him look like one of them, looking back at the man he sighed, if he had a ranged weapon he could gave killed him and took no damage. Vis had an idea.
He dropped to his knees and with tired hands, got to work, cutting a patch of leather from the dead mans trousers and poking two holes through it and working twine through the holes. His sling was complete and he rose to his wobbly feet, only to start shuffling and stumbling, Vis was drained and felt as if he were on his last legs. He stumbled back out but instead of coming to the main street he came out in a forest, a bit confused he carried on and step by step he faltered until he fell on the floor, breathing shallowly. Maybe the arrow had hit something vital after all. The black tunic billowed around him as he hit the ground and he moaned in pain, dressed as one of the raiders.
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