Novel & Cerita Gojo Bleeding

Akira mumbled, running her hand through her hair, messing it up. “We might as well try and see what we can find on Jambo, since we’ve got two ways to see him.” Poppy explained, lacking her usual cheeriness. I nodded in response, and took a careful look inside of the vent, to get a good look at Jambo’s front side. The first thing I looked for came to me first. “His forehead, is that an injury?” I asked, pointing to Jambo’s head, which was bloodied around the forehead.

(BJ Max) As he thinks I don’t notice what he was trying to do, I stomped on his right leg. With that single stomp, I broke his legs into two, the break bones protrude out of his flesh, and blood started to spurt out like a fountains, and the blood splattered on the pavement, and also got onto me and BJ AhYoon back as she is currently in my arms. Every one that sees this scene, were only able to keep their silence and averted their eyes, as the only sound that could be heard is BJ Max painful screams.

I closed my eyes for a moment because of the pain and when I woke up, I turned pale when I saw blood coming out of my palm. "Jusmiyo marimar! Get a first aid kit, Oly!" Joel shouted while holding my bleeding hand. I hate blood. I feel dizzy or unable to vomit if I see it. I just closed my eyes because I might pass out. "Jusmiyo, are you afraid of blood? What about the blood on your skin? You're not afraid?" "It's terrible, the size of the cut. What a shame your complexion is!" Leah said regretfully while shaking her head.

Were bleeding? “You’re bleeding!” Rain said with a gasp, she quickly held his hand and opened his palms. There were shards of glass embedded in his skin and the man wasn’t even acting like he was in pain. “What happened?” she asked but was met with silence. She raised her head to look at him, his cold stare made her heart slam in her chest. “What happened in those two years?” From the look in his eyes, the anger that she now realized wasn’t directed at her, the sound of his voice and his questions, it was almost like he already knew the answer...But that wasn’t possible.

I revealed I glimpsed at the shock on their faces from Zoe who was leaning on my shoulder to Greg who was sitting on his rocking chair. “You mean that Nathan is the most dangerous one in Karen’s pack? That’s not impossible," Zoe sat up and looked at me scarily. “That’s not possible! How did it happen?" Greg's eyes opened widely. “Why would I bleed profusely if it was just a weak duckling that gripped my neck and caused me dying pain?” I sneezed out another lump of clotted blood from my nose, resulting in a painful non stop nose bleeding

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

With a deafening crash, the figure pierced through the formation and materialized into Stavros, standing alongside Goyo. Goyo shouted angrily, “What the hell are you doing? Don’t you see I already have my hands full?” Stavros whimpered, “I can’t take it anymore. I really can’t hold on any longer.” Goyo turned around and saw Stavros, immediately noticing that his hands were severed and his body was completely covered in blood, hardly a spot on his body was unharmed. “H-how did this happen?” Stavros replied with a trembling voice, “James’ sword is too strong. His Sword Light inflicted serious injuries on me and I can’t heal them.”

He muttered, his voice strained. I grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet, focusing on the task at hand. My hands moved with precision, cleaning the wound and stitching him up like I'd done countless times before. Joey shifted slightly, his jacket falling open to reveal a glint of silver tucked into the waistband of his pants-a razor blade, small but sharp. I kept my expression neutral, masking the quick flash of realization. As I reached for the gauze on the table, I made my move.

Then he faced the door, and walked away. I got up, supporting myself with the edge of my bed, one of my hands stretched towards Joey's direction, beckoning him to return back to me and not to leave me, but he didn't care to listen. Suddenly, I felt a very sharp pain in my lower abdomen, I gasped for breath as hot liquid shot through my stomach, painfully, and when I looked down, I screamed at the sight of my own blood pouring out, soaking my white cotton gown which was now floating in my own gore.

I stood up to get the kit just as more blood trickled onto Javier’s chest. “Can you help me please? I'm making a mess on Javier’s body with the way my blood keeps pouring on him,” I said to Leo. “Fine,” Leo scoffed, “But you're stitching… Holy moon goddess, what in the world is happening?” I frowned as I followed Leo’s line of vision and I saw the most incredible and frightening sight ever. “Oh my gosh!”