A Last Try

Zia's face hit the ground, she was looking at Melvi, she was on the ground, bleeding nonstop, her injuries were far more grieving than Zia's, her skin was shredded, and there were several gashes on her limbs.

"Melvi! Melvi! Wake up! Can you hear me, Melvi!" Zia cried out, but Melvi didn't flinch, she lay on the ground senseless, 

While Clove wasn't stopping, the gravel revolving around her was still shooting, but they weren't hitting any of them.

"Looks like this will be enough." Clove sighed, the gravel ring around her suddenly stopped, and Clove started walking toward them.

Zia's left leg had a stream of blood gushing out of it, while numeral cuts on her body were turning the ground red.

— Zia - PoV —

'Melvi!' I cried out, but she wasn't able to hear my voice, 

I tried to stand up but realized that gravel was shot through my femur. Not to mention, I am suddenly feeling anemic. 

'God damnit!' I couldn't do anything but to punch the ground,