184 Wanda, The Merciless - Part 3

I was drifting in and out of consciousness then. My body ached all over. The fact that the end I expected never came made the pain all the worse. I could barely open my eye. Beatrix grunted and chased after Wanda, who seemed to have woken up. The ball of light she had created vanished.

Nag lay on the ground, lifeless. I tried to crawl near him but my body protested. Wanda beat the shit out of me and left me on the ground to die, slowly and painfully. My eye involuntarily closed. My feet felt cold. Sleep had just become the most alluring concept I could think of then. I knew that if I closed my eye, I'd never get to open it again.

At that moment, while two family members duked it out in the darkness, I started laughing. I lay on my back and roared. Beatrix, the lady of the dark who had refused to fight with us had just decided to come to our rescue.

'A little too late though,' I thought as I lay on the ground.