[ That's a crucial few seconds he's just wasted, looking back over his shoulder to make sure he'd done some damage. He's not fast enough, not nearly fast enough to make it up this time. He hears the wings(?) beat and tries anyway, making the retreat as fast as he can but then light explodes all around him, lifting him off his feet with blinding, searing brightness.
He's on the ground before he take another breath, pain lancing up through his chest and back. He tries to roll over, pushing with his hands until he's up on his knees. There's blood running down his arm, gravel rubbed into his torn-up gloves. His head's spinning. It hurts. ]
LET ME KNOW IF THIS IS OKAY BB
He's on the ground before he take another breath, pain lancing up through his chest and back. He tries to roll over, pushing with his hands until he's up on his knees. There's blood running down his arm, gravel rubbed into his torn-up gloves. His head's spinning. It hurts. ]