Darius looked her in the eyes, "No I don't think I'm alright..." He stopped her from speaking "I don't even think I am human anymore..." He raised his bandaged hand and yanked of the cloth knowing it should have hurt, but it didn't. "I did not feel that, I don't feel this " he gestured toward his hand.<br/>"I know we are the Dark and Light, but I know I am not supposed to feel like this, like Death..."<br/><br/>He looked her deeply in the eyes and asked seriously "Can any of your herbs fix this?" he then put his hand on his heart, not even bothering about his hand and letting the blood pour out.<br/>"Can you fix this!" he yelled at himself, than hitting his head with his fist, leaned against the wall and slowly slid down to the ground. "We have to go now to the scholars..." he murmured, exhausted with himself and the display of madness he presented.<span style="color: #0000FF">........</span>even the Demon was quiet, not speaking to him, Darius sub consciously rubbed his hand, maybe he did so hoping he would feel it, but he did not.