Alex remained open-mouthed as he wondered what had just happened. He looked down on the black, charred hands once again that should have been burning with pain. Instead, he felt nothing.
Or more accurately, he felt numb, like the nerves in his hands was unable to feel anything for the moment.
It was like those times he held the ice from the freezer a little too long, and could no longer feel the flesh for a bit. It was indeed similar to those times as he could see ice forming on the surface of his palms.
The black, charred palm had a slight layer of frost on the surface. "How…?" he couldn't help but ask in surprise. That feeling he had gotten at that last moment… the connection… felt so new… yet like it was always meant to be.
Ma Rong was back on her bed, with no more heat coming off of her. Instead, cool air surrounded her.
GASP!
