[line2]No, I can't use my Command Spell here.
My mind hesitates for an instant.
As I'm an unskilled Master, the Command Spell is a trump that I can only use three times.
Right after I calmly analyze that I can't use it without giving it more thought...
"[line5]?"
I fall on my back.
I fall onto the ground, after being kicked off the third floor.
[line2]It's fatal. Well, it's effectively fatal.
I blocked my fall to avoid hitting my head, but it would have been enough to break every bone in my body.
"[line2]Why?"
I'm bleeding.
A ridiculous amount of blood is pouring out of me.
But it's all coming from my chest.
My back is fine, and I've endured the impact of the fall, so why?
Why is such a strange
thing
sticking out of my chest?
"Ha[line2]guh."
My chest is open.
Something like the blade of a sword is bursting from inside my chest to outside.
It's as if a bomb was set in my body and it went off from the impact of the fall.
"Sa[line2]Saber[line2]"
I don't know why.
My chest has holes in it.
Like a rib sticking out, a group of swords is sticking out from my stomach.
My body starts to melt slowly while I blankly stare at it.
"A[line2]Ah. Quick, I have... to... stop it[line2]"
My body won't move.
The miracle that cured even that blow from Berserker doesn't seem to have any effect on these swords.
My thoughts are being cut apart.
Even if I want to use the Command Spell, my left hand has already melted.
"......"
I breathe in just once.
The air I breathe in is painful.
And coughing up regurgitated blood, my heart stops.