Priceless Flesh

Aimy was confused about what to do.

Initially, when Seth had collapsed to the ground, she had nearly screamed thinking he was dead, but immediately she ran her soulsense through him, a bit of relief hit her panicked heart, yet it was only a bit of relief.

Though she could see that Seth's heart was beating, its beat was so weak that one could say that at the moment Seth was dying.

The once vibrant and tyrannical qi which she had always felt from Seth was no more, his qi crawling and weirdly cloaking within him.

"What do I do" Aimy wondered.

Her desire to help Seth and his words to her just before they departed Egaroth caused a conflict in Aimee's mind, making her forehead furrow, and then seconds later the chivar female made her decision.

Eyes narrowed and arms tense, Aimy began moving towards Seth, wondering how to help him, the thought of feeding him her blood being the one option she could think of.