Chapter 106 - It Was Me
"Abigail, I'm gonna need you to heal me up," I said. Anger coursed through me like a hot knife through butter. I wanted to fight something, smash something to bits.
The only thing that stopped me was the various wounds I had. The knife still in my back mostly. Abigail, for her part, listlessly worked over my body with her healing before getting to the knife. She pulled it out and layered multiple of her more potent healing skills onto the area.
The whole time she said nothing. Total silence. It was like her mind shut down and wouldn't come up with words to say. Only working on autopilot as she healed me up.
It didn't take long and I was good enough to get back into the fight. Healing to 100% would take a while yet but it was enough to go hit something.
And go hit something I did.
It was a sobering trip home. The now uncontrolled beasts met their end swiftly and brutally, probably wishing they were somewhere else away from the walking calamity I turned into.
The hours following my father's death were a blur. There were so many emotions that I had to work through that it was hard to remember much of what happened.
I can say that it was bloody though. That I knew with certainty.
Even taking it out on the surrounding beasts didn't do much for the pit of jumbled thoughts I was going through. I was easily aggravated, snappy, and an overall chore to be around.
Austin tried to be there for me, but that wasn't what I wanted right now. Wasn't what I needed. Jonathan saw to my sister, comforting her which took a load off of me. I wasn't sure I would be able to deal with my grief while comforting her at the same time. Abigail even felt bad for me because I didn't have someone like that.
Her pity only made me more angry.
I took care of the surrounding beasts while everyone else cleaned up the best they could. Spent consumables couldn't be recovered but the equipment could. From both our camp and the Mindbreaker's.