Violet stumbled forwards, pausing momentarily at a lamppost to regain her breath. She was bleeding heavily from a gash in her side and her arm was hidden beneath her cloak, a dark stain already across it. Her staff fell from her other hand as she collapsed to her knees, a small cry escaping as she fell forwards, the world darkening, but she did not pass out. She could not move, speak, or anything but hear. She tried to mutter, but just choked a little, coughing up blood. The sky was pitch black as the stars seemed to disappear. He's coming..the relic...death.. She felt useless now. They're all going to die.. She thought.