Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8162277-20140111225547/@comment-8162277-20140115031434

As a second blossom of pain bloomed in her gut, both Lacy and her sword fell to the floor, the little girl crumbling next to the blade that clattered against the floor. She did not stand back up this time. She was through. She sank to her forearms, but not out of pain. She felt so... defeated, defeated like she had never been before. Lacy no longer saw any hope. After she caught some of her breath, she said, panting, "Let's just... stop... please..." Then, letting her entire body hit the floor, she said in a whisper, though she had meant for it to come out much louder, "I'm sorry..." She was almost certain he didn't hear it, but she wasn't sure she really cared anymore.