Heron Lake Plateau it's easier than just waiting around to die

Beyond the world-ending pain in his groin there was the dull awareness that someone was laughing, and he couldn't do anything about that (nor did Tywyll have the mental capacity to really feel angry about that part), and as the laughter dwindled with Ralseka's sauntering escape, there came only the overwhelming, gut-twisting, gasping-for-air pain that throbbed where it should not have throbbed. Just as it began to abate Tywyll managed to suck in a breath, and he heard Owen freaking out over his flattened body. Something about dying. Yeah, he definitely thought that he was dying right now! If someone didn't help him right the heck now then he'd certainly perish! Tears pricked at the edges of his vision and through the blur he saw Owen carrying a stick or something, and while the dark boy rolled and spasmed from the pain, he heard the clattering of the stick against the ground. Eventually his body would recover, but Tywyll would certainly never forget this moment for a lasting while.