13.7
Laevis struggled to even make any sort of headway against their injuries. Gemma’s shoulder and back were ripped through, no clue of what sort of damage there was to her internal organs, if there was anything left of them but ground meat by this point. Her shoulder was damaged at best, upper arm almost snapped through from where the eater had gotten a better grip of the two. Laevis had pulled several teeth from the wounds, more than likely dislodged when she’d attempted to force the eater away from them.
Feli was hardly in better shape. The top of his wing was damaged badly, would probably need days of healing from one of the archangels to be okay again. His shoulder was torn up from the deeper bite, a few teeth having been removed from what he could find.
Both of them were being smothered by the poison. It was in their bloodstreams almost immediately, far too much getting into their already fragile systems by the time the others had managed to get the angel eater off of the pair. Obviously they didn’t have enough of the antidotes for both of them, forcing him to split it up to try and buy them more time to get more.
He realized he probably shouldn’t have split it straight down the middle after he’d given it to them. She needed more; it had gotten a deeper hold on her to start with before probably managing to get poison into her lungs with its second bite. But Feliciano was weaker, even with less poison it was probably barely managing to keep him from dying.
For now he could only do his damnedest to keep them both alive, they wouldn’t last very long without the other by their side.