No, no, no, nonoNO. He couldn't-- She couldn't--! It made him sick to even think about it but she had to run. Or he did--

"It's me. He was supposed to help, but he made me fight them and blood, so much blood--"

Juugo stumbled backwards, and when he spoke again, it was strained and high pitched, nearly a scream. "I don't want to hurt you too!"

It wasn't any closer, but he could almost feel it burning and swirling in his palms, underneath the coat of blood that never quite washed away. He stared at his hands and let out a choked sob. He just wanted to be safe, but that would never happen, so Juugo turned to start running again.