"FLORENCE!" Brandon's yell ripped from his throat and time seemed to slow as he surged forward, ether discs flaring beneath his feet to propel him across the distance in a blur.
His arms outstretched, he caught her just as she collapsed, her limp body falling into his embrace with a soft thud.
He cradled her against his chest, one hand pressing desperately over the gaping wound and green light spiraled from his hand in a frantic attempt to staunch the flow of blood.
"No, no, no- stay with me!"
Blood soaked through his fingers, pooling on the ground beneath them.
But no matter how he tried, he couldn't heal the wound because the skill he copied from Dhayun is self-heal.
Florence's head lolled against his shoulder, her breaths coming in shallow, ragged gasps.
Her hand weakly grasped at his chest with trembling fingers as she tried to speak, but only a faint gurgle emerged.
