This Glancing Life Is Like A Morning Star

The brute could barely hear any coherent words. Despite the dame's 'best' efforts in assisting him he was pretty much losing a lot of strength and a lot of blood. His optics barely stayed open as the brute tried to fight the urge to sleep as best as he could, knowing he might have to be awake considering another dame happened to appear out of nowhere with a bunch of herbs. Seker prayed to the high heavens that the new woman would be willing to assist him, even if it is to put him out of his misery. Every fiber of his beating was trying it's best to keep him strong and well despite the large quantity of blood he was losing that was supposed to sustain life not cause the form to become weaker and lifeless in some cases. His eyes locked into the female, almost in a way of pleading. He would be sure to give her anything she wanted or needed if the woman could keep him alive, that was a definite. Even though Seker was not one to keep his promises, if someone helped him like in a situation such as this, he would have no qualms about assisting someone who's helped him. But, despite his best efforts to keep his eyes open, it was becoming much harder to do so as his vision was starting to become blurred as he tried to catch his breath and breathe as best he could.