Warnings: magical exhaustion, blood, unconsciousness
"Whumpee, we need more. Give us more!" Teammate One shouted back at them.
Whumpee was so exhausted. They barely registered Teammate One's words. Though they were a siphon, essentially they were a magical battery for the rest of the team. They had near limitless energy. But even they would reach a limit after a long battle.
"Whumpee's exhausted, are you sure?" Caretaker called up to Teammate One.
"Yes! The shields are failing. We need just one last push. You can do it, Whumpee!"
"Whumpee, are you sure you can do this?" Caretaker asked gently.
Whumpee nodded slowly. They were having difficult time focusing. Talking required too much energy. With a sigh, they drew on the final dregs of their energy, siphoning them into the team's weapons. One final push.
"Thank you, Whumpee!" A chorus of voices called.
Whumpee barely heard them. They felt the blood dripping from their nose as their vision went dark and they pitched forward. They could only hope that Caretaker wouldn't let their head smack on the ground. They had exhausted their magical resources.
"Whumpee!" Caretaker's voice sounded so distant. But Whumpee didn't have the energy to respond as they sank into the quiet dark.
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