"Just the key we were sent down here to get." I say, voice slightly tight from the increasing pain in my arm. It's sharp and throbbing, but not bad enough yet that I can't still pretend it's nothing.

I reach to wrench my sword back out of the Goumin's spine, but the movement just sparks a sharp jolt of pain from my wound, and blood not only trickles down onto the back of my hand, but stains the sleeve of my shirt.

I manage to only wince and not groan, though my eyes squint shut for a moment.

Must be a deeper wound than I thought.