Nightingale appeared to be dreaming. In her dream, she successfully avenged her parents by beheading the Moon-eating Sky Wolf.
"Aww."
Nightingale gently opened her eyes with a moan; her entire body was in agony. She found herself in Watson's arms. The Moon-eating Sky Wolf had only two-thirds of its body left, and its bright red blood was sprayed all over the sky.
It was not a dream.
Nightingale blinked, held her breath, and reflected on what had just occurred. She had failed to ambush the Moon-eating Sky Wolf. Instead, the wolf had flicked her away with its nail before sweeping her up into the air. Watson was the one who had saved her.
Did Watson kill the Moon-eating Sky Wolf?
Then, she heard Watson's worried voice. "Miss Nightingale, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, thank you."
