Warning, there are The Last of
Us: Left Behind spoilers, sort of.
“You know what the worst thing
about this is?” Korra looked down at her arm as the blood trickled out of the
punctures, tainting her dark skin.
Asami looked up at her, the bags
under her eyes seemed darker, her skin paler. The bite on her palm was
blistering, looking way worse than Korra’s bite did. At least Asami’s bleeding has
slowed down by now, the blood having trouble leaking out through the cordyceps now
surrounding the wound. Not that it mattered.
“What?” Asami replied weakly, her
voice barely audible.
Korra looked at the dying girl’s
hand intertwined with her own. The weakness in Asami’s grip broke her heart and
made her want to scream and burn the whole world down to ashes. “I’ll get to
watch everyone I’ve ever cared about die.”