The taste of blood was running into Bo's mouth. His back smashed the wall.
Edward sat down, his wings still expanded. The lash fell on the floor like black ink and crept beside him.
"Three hours, Bo! You are consuming time, you think how much your body can hang on without heal care?"
Edward asked, he halted near his feet.
"Why are you doing this?"
Bo asked. They knew that his body was not in a good state to afford his power the level they wanted.
"To help you survive, even if there is only one breath remained in you."
Edward gazed at Five, added, "make him up."
Five obeyed and extended his out. Bo's aching body was glued to the wall. He had no strength to fight back because he already used even the last drop of it.
"Your grace, his heartbeats are not good."
Five warned.
Edward sighed, it took a long time to work on this.
