Huff. Puff.
Haaa.
Desire's breathing could be heard in this room as his lungs kept going up and down.
His situation was clear as his body was still beet red, and how his breathing was still rough.
Some minutes have already passed ever since he was brought here, and no amount of rest has allowed his body to become better.
Well, there's no way Desire would become better now just because he rested for a while.
After all, his situation was just that harsh.
That was why Jarina was currently panicking as she waited for Teresa, who was checking Desire's condition again.
'Just what did happen to him? He was fine when we were talking...'
Jarina thought as she looked at Desire.
Even though the wood bed that Teresa made for him was made from magic and had quite a strong resistance, Desire's body heat was still burning some of the wood.
