"Laina… Laina!" Dante called out to her, his voice increased in anxiety with each passing second.
By the time Margaret and Marius came to his aid, Laina had already lost consciousness. Using a spell, Dante was able to stop the bleeding from the wound. He could feel her body temperature dropping drastically.
He desperately wanted to warm her up by holding her close. But even his own body temperature would do nothing to that effect. When he saw the dagger in her abdomen, Dante's heart sank.
He knew who this dagger belonged to.
"Laina!" Margaret yelled as soon as she saw her in Dante's arms.
The moment she touched her hand, she could feel how cold it was. Her heart sank, fearing the worst. But when she noticed Laina was still breathing, she heaved a small sigh of relief. As she was about to ask Dante what happened, she noticed the dagger too.
