OLIVER
The blonde's feet had carried him far away from the carnage, away from the festival. His entire body ached, but the moment he heard a smash, his body slowly turned. His eyes widened and his breathing stopped as he watched the entire wall collapse, shards seemingly raining on the festival. No..... All of his friends were in there. He had left them to die just because he was afraid. He couldn't fight the monster, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to save those trapped.
His chest ached with every deep breath he took as he tried to run back towards the festival, making sure to stay far away from the ongoing fight. People were laying on the streets, blood leaking out of their bodies. It was an overwhelming sight and Oliver had to stop himself from throwing up, never having seen so much blood and carnage in one place. Some people were being held or comforted, while others were simply left alone. Nobody caught his eye...until a flash of white immediately caught his eye.
Stumbling over to the body, Oliver knelt down with a groan of pain. The moment he placed his hand down on the ground, he cried out and quickly retracted it. His entire upper body was in pain, but he had to help Jigano, he needed to get him back. Jigano was one of their only healers, they couldn't save everyone without him.
Reaching forward with shaky hands, He tried to fight the pain in order to heave the upper part of Jigano's body onto his lap. "Jigano? Can you hear me?" He ran a hand along the side of Jigano's face, wincing as he did so. What could he do to wake him up? What if he scared him awake or forced him awake....but how? People do wake up due to bad smells and Oliver had heard of that, so why not try?
He'd make an attempt to use the worst odor he could think of, rubbish, and create an illusion of it in order to wake Jigano up. Of course, he could tell immediately that it wasn't working and vanished it away. Yanking as his own top, he'd rip off a piece and would work towards dabbing away the blood. With a shaky breath, he called out, still trying his best to clean up his friend. "I need medical help! A medic is down! Please help!" His voice came out kind of shrill and clearly pained, but Jigano had to be helped. He was all they had.
His chest ached with every deep breath he took as he tried to run back towards the festival, making sure to stay far away from the ongoing fight. People were laying on the streets, blood leaking out of their bodies. It was an overwhelming sight and Oliver had to stop himself from throwing up, never having seen so much blood and carnage in one place. Some people were being held or comforted, while others were simply left alone. Nobody caught his eye...until a flash of white immediately caught his eye.
Stumbling over to the body, Oliver knelt down with a groan of pain. The moment he placed his hand down on the ground, he cried out and quickly retracted it. His entire upper body was in pain, but he had to help Jigano, he needed to get him back. Jigano was one of their only healers, they couldn't save everyone without him.
Reaching forward with shaky hands, He tried to fight the pain in order to heave the upper part of Jigano's body onto his lap. "Jigano? Can you hear me?" He ran a hand along the side of Jigano's face, wincing as he did so. What could he do to wake him up? What if he scared him awake or forced him awake....but how? People do wake up due to bad smells and Oliver had heard of that, so why not try?
He'd make an attempt to use the worst odor he could think of, rubbish, and create an illusion of it in order to wake Jigano up. Of course, he could tell immediately that it wasn't working and vanished it away. Yanking as his own top, he'd rip off a piece and would work towards dabbing away the blood. With a shaky breath, he called out, still trying his best to clean up his friend. "I need medical help! A medic is down! Please help!" His voice came out kind of shrill and clearly pained, but Jigano had to be helped. He was all they had.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
