Hardcore Malice

"Are you awake? If you are then stand up. We have work to do". I said, standing in front of him with my head obstructing his view.

"Get your head away from my face". Says Anadon, weakly shrugging his hand to the side.

He had only just awakened and was still feeling under the effect of the dizziness.

"You think I want to be close to your face? Get up. We have work to do".

I reached out my hand for him to grab so I could get him up from the ground.

As I had expected, he ignored my kind gesture and without any help, he got himself up, weakly.

"Are you better now". I asked to which I was met with no response.

He ignored me and walked to the nearest Arshbon by his side, and that was Altu.

"Altu! Albina! Agetha". He called out respectively, his head shifting from one gaze to another.

None of them answered his calls as they had all gone out cold. Not cold cold, I mean cold.