Episode 93
âCassius, Iâm alâ¦â¦ Iâm alright.â
The side ended with a slight rub.
The blood still seemed to flow from the eyes, but the burning pain was gradually subsiding.
Just, I felt like I was losing all my strength all over.
âYerine, what do I do, because of meâ¦!â
Ericaâs face had already been messed up with tears.
Her hands were pushed like aspen. Her hands trembled as she did not run away from the sight of the pitiful monster.
âErica, itâs all right, itâs just a smudge.â
I smiled and held her trembling hand.
âSpade, first, stop the bleeding with this.â
Eugeneâs face looked calm compared to the other two, but his voice was also shaking.
He took a handkerchief out of his arms and tore the sleeve of his shirt.
âWait, thereâs a better way.â
Eugene paused at Cassiusâ cry.
âA better way?â
Cassius did not bother to answer his question.
I knew what he was going to do.
A familiar golden mass of light flowed from the fingertips of Cassius.
Eugene and Ericaâs eyes widened when they saw the scene for the first time.
âWill this be okay for â¦..â¦?â
I knew instinctively.
Iâm not going to die with this kind of wound.
But that doesnât mean the wound didnât hurt.
And the pain was painful, but I suddenly feel sleepy, so it was hard to move a finger.
âBut Cassius was doing this right after he transformed, so he must have used up a lot of mana.â
But when the idea reached that point, Cassius had already invoked magic.
A mass of light that resembled the colour of Cassiusâs eyes gathered around the scar on my eyes.
I could feel the warmth.
It was not a painful heat that burned like a flame, but a warm warmth that feels like I was held in someoneâs arms.
I closed my eyes quietly, feeling the warmth.
Soon that warmth was coming into my body.
âWhat is it, whyâ¦â¦.â
I opened my eyes, painfully, to the confused voice of Cassius.
Light masses were still floating around the wound.
âWhy doesnât the healing magic workâ¦â¦?â
Eventually, the chunks of light-headed to Cassiusâ fingertips, and soon disappeared.
âNo, this is ridiculous. Again~â
A warm chunk of light flowed out of his hand again.
But the results were the same.
The light that hovered around the wound continued to refuse to enter my body.
His fingertips, visible through the slightly open eyes, were shaking.
âI donât know exactly what it is, but hemostasis comes first.â
Eugene exclaimed in a shrill voice.
âWe shouldnât be outside now. .We need to get her inside quickly so the wound doesnât get infected.â
Eugene came up and said, holding Cassiusâs arm.
For more,
I thought I might never see the light again.
âCassius?â
I hugged her without a word.
It wasnât a dream.
The warmth in my arms, and her body odour, were telling it.
âIâm sorry, Yerineâ¦â¦.â
Again and again, tapping on my back, which I could only utter, Yerine murmured in a calm voice.
âNo.â
It was a constant voice.
âItâs all right, Cassius.â
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