~Chapter XV~
I've a blazing headache and my right arm is numb with pain. It's been bandaged but still bleeds regardless. As thankful as I am, I'm not sure Xavier is much of a medic. He found me on the ground outside the Apothecary, shards of glass embedded in my arm and a self inflicted blow to the head.
After I jumped I'd had the misfortune to trip and smash my head on the ground fiercely. Xavier, who'd gone to look for us after checking our houses only to find us gone, had found me, carried me back to a safe place and applied a rough first aid.
"This is much more serious than I imagined." Xavier, his White Knight uniform equipped, save his helmet so he could flick and twirl his hair as much as his frustration and fear made him.
No, just frustration. There's no fear in Xavier at the moment.
"It slaughtered a whole inn full of people, a family of three and came close to ending my life countless times." I explain as I had before to Xavier, but this time add another sentence.
"Lily is still out there somewhere."
"Do you have any idea where?" Xavier asks, casting his gaze towards the ground and sighing before speaking.
"She should be around here, the west side of Varrock. We split up at the fountain."
"Could she have gone anywhere else?"
"Maybe the palace, though I saw her head west. I went east so she wasn't there and..." I wince at the memory, two pale green eyes glaring at me and then turning red, filling with absolute, inhuman hate.
"...South was not an option."
Xavier stands, both his white and dragon swords are strapped to his back in a cross shape. He doesn't wear his helmet often, he feels it obstructs his view and makes battle difficult.
I have my lonely, blood-stained scythe held in my right hand as I stand, no armour of any sort adorning my body.
"We'd best look for her, no telling what kind of danger she could be in." Xavier says, drawing his sword. He hands me a lantern, then lights it.
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