A twist of fate or a curse of luck?

As I fell forward I heard an arrow wiz past my ear. The elf mist me??? And hit the goblin on my back. then a ball of fire and a ball of lightning wizzed past me and I heard thunder and goblins screams. I hit the ground as the large woman with the ax ran past me shouting.

“Don’t let any get away to warn their camp”

The spell caster the girl in the robes and the elf moved up to where I lay and said

The sorcerer: “a beast kin wolf? I didn’t know there was a pack in this area”

Elf: there aren’t any named packs in the area but that just means its less then 100. But we mumble mumble mumble they tend to be helpful if you are kind to mumble mumbles mumble

The human man walked up and said

Human man: “it’s a monster so what are you waiting for kill it before mumble mumble mumble up”

Elf: “no it’s a mumble mumbles we should mumble mumble mumble mumble to mumble mumble

I felt lightheaded I could understand some of what they were saying but I felt so so heavy I could hardly breath

Cleric: “if your sure mumble mumble mumble”

The cleric knelt next to me as I blocked out. There was a strange almost weightless feeling the burning in my back faded and I figured that that was normal I am dying after all. Strangely in didn’t feel all that bad it was like being in a warm bath or something the warmth slowly seeping into my skin and filling my veins