Lyla
I tried to rise, but he was on me instantly. Each blow he landed on me weakened me more until my attempts to defend myself became feeble.
I just held up my hand over my head, trying not to succumb to the pain I felt. I wished there was something I could do. I wish Nymeris was here.
For one, I didn't want to cause too much damage because Nathan was somewhere inside him, and I couldn't risk it. On the other hand, I had to survive. I had to fight back.
I kept whispering the words to myself until he landed one vicious strike to my face, and it sent me crashing to the ground. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. I tried to push myself up, but my body was shaking, and I fell back to the ground.
I rolled on the floor. I wanted to scream out the pain that was coursing through me in strong waves, but my voice couldn't come.
He came to stand over me; he wasn't even breathing hard. Unlike me, that felt like my lungs would finally jump out of my body.
