I . . . I need Tama!" Demona stammered, feeling a bit dizzy for some reason. He had never experienced what it meant to feel dizzy. It was an odd and strange feeling. He ft he was slowly loosing control to is consciousness.
Sofia's eyes were uneasy, wondering why.
"But . . . Why?"
Demona tried to speak, but the pain increased so much, forcing him to loose his awareness.
"Demona!" She yelled again, as he fell into her arms, unconscious.
She was deeply afraid for herself, and extremely worried for Demona.
Was he . . . No . . . No . . .
He can't be dying!
The thought pounded in her mind. She did not want to believe it, but she could not deny the fact that she felt something off about his strength. Even his powers could be sensed weaker and weaker by the moment, when she made contact with him.
In deep shock, she hurriedly yelled for Jane, while placing him in a comfortable position on the bed, that he laid down facing up.
