Inhale Courage, Exhale Fear

Between the minor wounds and the exhaustion of mana, Kellam swayed slightly on his feet. He was doing his best to just stand there and look, stoic? Strong? Unphased by the battle? Things a leader needed to be in times like these, but he felt his determination falter. At first he tried to refuse treatment and go back out to others in need. There were more out there, pinned down, he couldn’t afford to rest.

Oi! I’m fine, just let me get back out there. He looked to his son, a sort of half exhausted half determined face, pleading to be let back out, but then before he could say anything else, the exhaustion felt heavier and heavier around him, like he was wearing a weighted blanket that was steadily getting heavier. He looked at his son and said the first thing that came to mind.

Son, I’m s…. With that he succumbed to his exhaustion and blacked out, collapsing with a thud to the ground. He probably shouldn’t have kept up the shield and did the levitation spell at the same time, it had zapped him more than he realised, but he hadn’t seen any other choice as long as his son had been so determined to save his friend.