Laying the bed that had been prepared, Shiro gritted her teeth from the pain. Curling up into a foetal position, she clutched the area near her heart as it felt like it was about to burst.
With her abnormal condition, Dimos had quickly called for a medic but they had reported that her condition was strange even to him.
Dismissing the medic, Dimos waited in the room anxiously as Shiro's condition continued to deteriorate.
Time passed as the sun eventually set.
Thankfully, Shiro's breathing started to stabilise as her body relaxed slightly. Her face was still pale but she was no longer in pain.
"What happened?" Shiro asked.
Slowly opening her eyes, she could see Dimos' worried gaze.
"Don't move, your body is still weak." He reminded.
"Mn." Nodding her head, Shiro sighed and enjoyed the feeling of being able to breath once more.
'The hell was that?' She thought to herself as she had never suffered something like that before.
