[ thanks for the support and confidence in him guys. he'd appreciate it if what blood left in his body wasn't boiling.

and also, at this point, Bigby doesn't really know where he's going. he just starts dragging his body through the atrium, doing his best to keep himself from keeling over every step that he takes. ]

Mmf. He was working with someone else, alright. Was... nnn, given a second weapon on top of his sword. Said another guy told him to come find me after we... fuck, wrestled on the ground. ―With a sword in my arm.

[ something that has apparently disappeared since coming to. that was definitely still stuck in his arm, last he remembered. ]