ULOCT: Kirban - R3 p9/9
The pain choked him. He kicked his broken leg towards her tail, but it was lodged deep and sharply in his gut. At first, only this intrusion was bad enough.
But then, fire leaked through his gut. He screamed.
He grabbed for the tail, but it would not dislodge from his flesh. A clammy sweat broke across his brow, and he gagged again on the pain. Slow down, slow down! he thought as his hands shook and he reached for his shears.
His Guild shears, presented as a symbol of his standing in the Guild. Given to him by Martin when he completed his training.
And now abused, sullied, as he held them left-handed and sawed frantically at the mur