The Black Bulls Guide To Raising a Baby Battle Freak

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Her hands reached to cover her mouth.

"Oh God...."

She didn't know what to do.

So she screamed.

~~~

Asta was running, then stopped short.

He had heard a scream.

"That sounded like Noelle..." He muttered.

He went running into the direction.

~~~

Noelle felt tears rush to her eyes when she realized Luck was still alive.

A small wet cough was heard from Luck. It was enough to make blood splatter on the ground next to him, his mouth now red.

Noelle was terrified.

However she shook her head and ripped off her sleeves.

"I need to put pressure on the wound..." She muttered, remembering what her father had taught her.

She gulped and her hands shook as she neared the hem of Luck's shirt.

Noelle gulped and forced her trembling hands to obey, and lifted up his shirt.

Her eyes widened at the sight.

It was a gaping hole the size of her fist, steadily leaking blood.

She readied the torn sleeves of her clothes, and pressed them into Luck's wound.

She winced when he cried out, causing more blood to drop from his mouth.

"Sorry, Luck..." She muttered, not letting up, "I don't want you to die..."

She began to feel blood seeping between her fingers.

"N-Noelle!"

She turned her head quickly and sobbed in relief.

"A-Asta! I need help! He won't stop bleeding!"

Astas eyes widened when he saw the injured blonde, "L-Luck..?"

He jogged over, "A-Are you okay, Noelle.. your head is bleeding."

"You shouldn't be worrying about me, Dorksta! Luck's dying!"

Dying...

The word rung in Astas head.

He fell to his knees, "What should I do?" He asks the royal.

"Rip off your sleeves." Noelle says, "Better yet take off your shirt. We need as much bandage as we can possibly get."

"R-Right..." He ripped off his shirt and held it out to Noelle.

"Asta, keep pressure on his wound, I'll rip off some of my skirt.

"Got it." He took over for Noelle.

He frowned when Luck gasped in pain.

"It's going to hurt him.." Noelle says, as if reading Astas mind.

Asta shivered as blood began to seep between his fingers.

Then they both heard something that was music to their ears.

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Noelle and Asta sobbed in relief.

"It's Luck. He's hurt! Bad! The blood won't stop!"

Magna frowned and ran over, "Dammit. Someone go find a piece of metal." He took over the pressure job, "Make sure it's a big piece too."

"Roger!" Asta ran off.