Page 77 of Nixx
We follow Tigger as best we can until we see him turn off and stop at the foot of a bush. Impossible to see what is underneath.
“Lokk, we have to go down there!” I say to him pointing at Tigger.
“This is a particularly bad idea.”
“Arguing with me won't get you very far.”
“Yes, I had understood it well, alas!” he laments resignedly.
With a sigh, he lands in an open area a few meters from Tigger. As we get closer to him, we see the lifeless body of Nixx.
“By all the Winds, how is that possible?” exclaimed Lokk.
I rush to Nixx who is pale and slightly scratched. It's not the fall that I have a problem with. He seems to have been slowed down by the many branches above us. What particularly worries me is his weak and erratic pulse. His pupils are completely dilated. His skin is flabby and clammy. No doubt, he has received a high dose of anesthesia, which without an operative control, is poison.
Several Erians, alerted by Lokk, arrive in the area.
Tigger gives me a last look and goes into the jungle.
“Sarah, what do you need to fix him? Should we take him to your regeneration box?”
“No, it won't help in this case. Except to heal his few scratches. No, it's chemical. We need to find the injector. I've taken some counterpoisons, but I need an injector to administer it.”
The men look around with the help of torches while I hold my man's hand and caress his face gently. He is usually so strong.
“I've found something!” exclaims a man who miraculously holds up my injector!
Thank God. There is not a second to lose. I screw in the ampule I've selected to counteract the effects of the poison and inject it into my beautiful angel's shoulder without delay. Then I ask Lokk to take Nixx back to the infirmary room which is next to my lab.
Lokk grabs me in his arms and we follow Jaxx and Kurr as they carry Nixx out of the forest. Nixx is lying on the big bed in the infirmary, his vitals are stable.
I manually cleaned and disinfected his few scratches and did my best not to stick him in Sarc-11 for so little, as the scanner scan confirmed that he has nothing broken.
Finally, tired, I lie down against Nixx and fall asleep, my head on his chest, lulled by the sound of his heartbeats which are regular again.
Nixx
"Kitten?"
"Nixx, you're awake."
I woke up nauseous and with a pasty mouth. And the memory of Kryll attacking me comes back violently in my head. I am in the room that Sarah calls the "infirmary" where she treats the people who come to see her. I don't remember anything between the moment I felt myself falling and now.
I feel my stomach unsettled and stand up suddenly as I feel the contents of my stomach rise into my throat.
I barely have time to lean out of the opening onto the cliff when I vomit repeatedly. But what is happening to me?
