256 Power of Creation

Terror comes in many forms to many people.  Some it is monsters, Sael had tasted that fear in the past.  Standing before demon generals and demon lords.  But those fears he could lash out at, even if impotently.  The true terror of his heart was watching those he cared about suffer while he was left to wallow in helplessness.  He swore at himself, how dare he feel sorry for himself when it was Shel suffering.  But he couldn't fully expunge that feeling from his heart.  "Ara?" He asked pointlessly, he knew the answer.  Ara was already on the verge of collapse and she'd done little more than further slow the bleeding.  It was a blessing or perhaps a curse Shel was still alive.  He couldn't imagine the pain she was in.