"Nina!" Arad screamed, seeing rivers of blood gushing out of Nina's body. He could feel it, the scream of survival, the ancient blood in her body was scared, feeling their death creep closer.
=Death is close=
A voice rang in Arad's head, booms like the cries of a thousand women singing, a screech of pain.
=No one knows, no one feels=
Arad lunged forward, extending his hand to grab Nina, but the blood blasted him away.
=It hurts, thousands dies=
The blood ate Arad's arm, melting it like acid, and when he tried to heal, what his body fixed got immediately ripped apart before it took form. Arad looked at his own arm. "I can't heal?" His head started hurting badly, and his vision blurred, feeling a strong urge to vomit as his veins turned black, his own blood disintegrating from the inside out.
=But I must carry on=
=This suffering, nothing worse could happen=