Foolish as a child

By the hells if it didn’t hurt, he couldn’t so much as move it, it would only hang limply before him as he hobbled onwards. He was in a haze of pain and misery, and almost didn’t notice the Empress as she ran towards him. She called out his name, but it was a moment before it connected to his slow-firing brain. Groggy, and out of it, he focused again on the world before him, and would see Deathbelle. “Oh good [/i] the Titan said softly, and promptly crashed back to the ground.

She asked what he had done to himself, and he groggily noticed Io’s appearance as well. [b] “Broke my leg” he said, and would have plopped his head on the ground and left it at that, if he didn’t also notice that Io smelt of pain, and hobbled on her leg. “What happened?” he growley, ready, despite his delirium (or perhaps because of it) to charge out of there and beat up whoever dared hurt his little sister.