It was tired. Very tired. It could hardly feel its body as death seeped into its bones, blood flooding its internal systems. Each breath was deliberate, an effort, its pupils dilated and its vision blurred, the light filling its vision. The Adder collapsed in a heap, blood rolling down between the unliving faces.<br/><br/>Olivia took shallow breaths, guessing this was probably it for her. A slow, painful death. She coughed, pain rippling through her body, a calm settling over her as she closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. She could no longer feel the ground beneath her, only the excruciating pain in her chest.<br/><br/>Acacia moved over to the fallen beast, watching it warily as its body twitched, her lamp held high to shed light on the full length of the creature. With a stone shard in her other hand, she prodded the beast with her foot, then kicked it, more blood coming from its open wounds.