It Reveals Itself

"Are you okay?" the assassin who remained uninjured crouched as he checked on his friend's status, all the while looking around vigilantly. He was concerned for his friend, but that wasn't enough to make him lose his guard. His enemy was in the shadows now. Any wrong move and he would pay dearly.

The fallen assassin coughed up blood in copious amounts. He wheezed as he struggled to breathe. Since he was travelling at great speed, all Mane had to do was put his hand in the way, and his momentum would do the rest. He was certain that his lung was punctured, and the possibility that his sternum was broken was very high.

The remaining assassin frowned at the lack of reply. To think that a peak mortal realmer would face such a fate at the hands of a ten year old kid. His comrade's injury was more severe than he thought. He could hear his laboured breaths and the hand he had placed on his chest informed him of his partner's irregular breathing pattern. He wasn't frowning bec