Challenge Results

*Whew, thank goodness I am still breathing.*

A massive wave of relief washed over Rustroot as he lay flat on his back. The thick, viscous slime coating his skin smelled of rotting vegetation and salt, but right now, it was the sweetest scent in the world. It meant he was alive.

He coughed up a mouthful of bitter fluid and clutched his bleeding shoulder. The gunshot wound throbbed with a relent